I Know You Hate Me, But I Still Love You (A Michael Jackson Love Story)

this is my first Michael Jackson Love Story. i have a small Message for Michael, if you read the INTRODUCTION, above. :) enjoy!

I sat at my desk, staring intently at the clock, waiting for the bell to ring. i was bouncing my knee up and down rapidly. i didnt realize it was making so much noise.
"Megan? I know you're Desperate for the bell to ring in 5 minutes, but please pay attention." My teacher, Mrs. Lange said.
"Sorry." i mumbled.
She heaved a sigh and continued to the end of her History lesson.
"Alright. i think this class will be ready for a test next week on Tuesday. Class Dis-"
the Bell rang, cutting her off.
"Alright then" she said and walked over to her desk and took a seat.
i quickly headed for the door and practically ran to my locker before the kids trampled me over.
i went over to my locker and opened it.i was just putting my things away when a familiar voice spoke.
"Hey can i borrow a pencil? I'll give it back at the end of class" a Voice said.
i Looked up. it was Michael.
Michael was the second most popular kid, but the hottest guy in school. AND i had a major crush on him. Before i could respond i could feel my cheeks getting warm. dang it. i'm blushing. AGAIN. i thought.
"Sure." i smiled and handed him a pencil.
"Thanks" he said, taking the pencil.
he walked away and i watched him go. i sighed dreamily, day dreaming i could be his girlfriend one day.
"ZOEY!!!!!!!" i heard another familiar voice say. i whirled around and saw my BFF, Lindsey, running towards me.
"Hi!" i said when she finally got to me.
she was panting hard. she held one finger, telling me to wait for a sec.
she blew out a breath, and straightened her back.
"good news and bad news" she began.
"What? start with the Good News please" i smiled lightly.
"i was gonna do that anyway. anyways, the good news is that the Principal decided that he wouldnt be canceling the school newspaper! so that means i still have work to do, but i don't mind."
"That's Good!...right?"
"well...YEA!!"
i laughed. "ok so what's the bad news?"
"The bad news is that..."she trailed off and bit her bottom lip.
"what?"
"i saw Isabel making out with.....your brother" she said
Isabella is me and Lindsey's worst enemy. she did nothing but bad things to us.
"WHAT?! when?!?!?!"
"Just Now. and it was... you know....the tongue action. i bet they're still doing it" Lindsey said.
i gagged. but i still wanted to see...i mean for proof. "where?" i asked
"by his locker" she said and grabbed my hand.
we quickly but quietly went over to his locker in the next 2 rows.
my jaw dropped. Lindsey was definitely not lying. My brother's hand was practically going up Isabel's shirt.
i gagged. Except this time, i could taste a little vomit in my mouth.
"oh my god" i said.
"I.K.R." she said
"i'm calling him" i said.
"What?! No, you cant-"
"SCOTT!" i yelled. i pretended i was looking for him and stopped in my tracks.
Isabel and Scott immediatly pulled away.
"What are you-"
"IT's not what it looks like!" Scott said a little too fast.
"Scott! you should be ashamed by yourself." i said then turned to Isabel. "And isabel!" i said Isabel with a little more disgust. "YOU already have a boyfriend!" i said
i knew Scott already knew that. i told him.
"Zoey. Where the hell were you? me and Michael broke up like 2 weeks ago" she said.
Wow, she has been nothing more than a biitch. I was glad Michael broke up with Isabel. i didnt know what he saw in her, in the first place.
"Whatever" i snapped. "you don't even like ME, but you like my brother" i said
"well, Scott is nice. you SO arent" she sneered.
i scoffed. "Whatever." i said. "I don't have time to talk to biitches, anyway" i said softly, but loud enough for her to hear.
"Excuse Me?" she said
"Oh nothing. i just said you were wonderful" i said in a sweet voice. then i turned my back on her and grabbed Lindsey. and we stormed off together.