This is all I wanted, PLUS more. (sequel to Life As Michelle Armstrong), chapter 1

Michelle's P.O.V

Okay so, this sequel is 5 years into the future. I'm 21 as is , Joey, Ramona, Stella, and Brooke. Jimmy is 22, and so is Ryan and Marissa. Jakob and Frankito, are 18. My dad and Mike, are 47, and Tre is 46. Marissa's kids are 5. Tre and I are as happy as can be. Yeah so back to the story. Right now, I'm hanging out with Jimmy and he has my bra. I have other ones, but he's not giving it back.

Present day.

Michelle's P.O.V

"DAD," I yelled.
"Yes honey?" He yelled back from his and moms room.
"JIMMY HAS MY BRA ON HIS POCKET AND HE'S NOT LETTING ME HAVE IT BACK!" I yelled.
"JIMMY, STOP BEING A FUCKTARD AND GIVE THE GIRL HER BRA." My dad yelled.
"BUT I'M HORNEY AND I WANT TO JACKOFF TO THIS." Jimmy yelled. My dad laughed. This wasn't working, so I sat on Jimmy.
"Hey asshole, give me my bra," I said.
"Que? No hablo uhh ingles," He said. Goddamn, he's a retard.
"You fag, give it to me," I said. He nodded no.
"THAT'S IT," I said. I dug my hand down his pockets and got it.
"Bastard," I said.
"Bitch!" He said.
"What?" I said. I pushed him against the wall. He turned around and pushed me against the wall.
"You dont want to do that," He said.

"Oh yes babe, I really do," I said. We both looked at eachother and started laughing. I went inside of my closet and got dressed, I put on Jimmy's converses and he put on mine. We were switching shoes for the day. He walked like a duck.

"AHAHAHAHAHA YOU WALK LIKE A DUCK. JIMMY WALKS LIKE A DUCK, JIMMY WALKS LIKE A DUCK!" I yelled running around the house. Jimmy started chasing me so I went into my parents room. I saw the most grossed thing EVER. My parents doing IT! I fell, and then I saw the cieling, and then nothing.

Jimmy's P.O.V

Holyshit. I picked up Michelle and closed the door.

"Carry on. Have fun. Billie you dog, do her good," I said, I winked at Billie and closed the door. I heard Billie laugh and Adie hit Billie in the arm. And then I'm guessing she put her cloths on to check on Michelle. I brought her in her room and set her on the bed. I layed next to her and rested my head on her chest to make sure she was still breathing. I straddled her and shook her.

Michelle's P.O.V

Goddamn it who the fuck is shaking me?
"Leave me alone. After what I saw, I don't want to open my eyes again," I said.
"I'm going to hump you," He said. Just then someone walked in. I opened my eyes to see my parents.
"AHHHHHHH GO AWAY. GO FUCK OR SOMETHING," I yelled putting my arms around Jimmy. He put his arms around me.
"Honey, listen," My mom said.
"Listen to what? You guys fuck? No thanks," I said.
"Michelle. I'm positive that you have fucked someone before. Because Tre went around yelling, "I fucked Michelle, I fucked Michelle," My dad said.

"Goddamn it. Yeah we did fuck. BUT YOU DIDN'T WALK IN ON US DOING IT," I said.
"Well no one knocks in this house," Billie said.
"CAUSE WE DON'T FUCKING FUCK WHILE OTHER PEOPLE ARE IN THE FUCKING HOUSE! Would you like me to invite Tre over and I could fuck him right infront of you!" I said.
"THAT'S IT. YOU HAVE THE BIGGEST FUCKING ATTITUDE IN THE WORLD. Adie and Jimmy please leave so I can talk to my daughter," He said. My mom and Jimmy walked out.
"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO ME? HIT ME. GOD KNOWS YOU WON'T TOUCH ME," I said.
"GODDAMN IT. YOU'RE A FUCKING LITTLE BITCH WHO TOOK AFTER ME MORE THEN YOUR MOTHER. YOU AND TRE ARE NOT GOING OUT ANYMORE. GODDAMN. I'M YOUR FUCKING DAD. WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT. AND IF I WANT TO FUCKING TOUCH YOU. I WILL," He said, putting his hand up as if he were going to hit me.

"HELL NO. SCREW YOU. ME AND TRE ARE TOGETHER WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT! YOU KNOW WHAT? FUCK YOU. I DID TAKE AFTER YOU. BUT I WISH I DIDN'T YOU FUCKING SUCK." I said. He pushed me. He fucking pushed me. I fell and I hit my head. It hurt.
"Shit! Michelle. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean too!" He said.
"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME. I'M PREGNANT." I yelled.
"You're what?" My dad asked.
"PREGNANT. You pushed me. You FUCKING TOUCHED ME! I hate you. I'm leaving." I said holding my head. I walked out, and flipping him off
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