The following morning, Michael woke me up.
"Becky, Becky?" He whispered gently in my ear. The sound of his voice tickled my ear drum and I opened my eyes. Michael was standing above me and it made me jerk back in shock.
"Sorry.. Didn't mean to scare you.." He apologised. I looked down, embarrassed.
"It's ok.. What are we doing today Michael?" I asked.
"Nothing much I'm afraid, just a Neverland day today, but yo can pick what we do if you want to." Michael smiled.
"Sure Michael. That sounds great." I smiled back. Michael took my hand and pulled me up out of bed. I wobbled a little from tiredness but nothing major. I went to get ready, and while I was doing so, I heard Michael talking to himself. I crept over to the room Michael was standing in and listened to what he had to say.
"What can I do for her birthday? My very best friend..? What can I do?!" He panicked. I carried on listening.
"My best friend is turning 15 in a week and I have no idea what to do for her!" he continued. I decided to let it be known I was there. I walked back, stomping my feet as loudly as I could and Michael stopped talking.