To The End || Michael Langdon [AHS]

- He would understand.
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August 2015.

Michael walked down the same street he's been on many times before with a fresh set of eyes. Everything looked the same but felt different. It was as if they all had a new meaning. Maybe it was because he was out the house without his grandmother for the first time in his life, as he was no longer a toddler.

Ever since he woke up yesterday morning to find himself over 6 feet tall, and ten years older, his grandmother left him be. With his new age, came a brighter mind and it was clear to him that Constance was distraught over waking up to find that her four year old grandson transformed into a young teenager overnight. So, he decided that it would be best to give her time to mull it over and while she did so, he wandered off to familiarize himself with his town.

He looked around in wonder, eyes wide as he took in the clothing option worn by others of his appeared age. "Woah." He muttered under his breath.

Michael continued to follow the large group in front of him, and mimicked their action of stopping before the crosswalk. His first instinct was to trail behind the teens and study their behavior but his legs had other plans. He turned to his left, and walked down the sidewalk that led into a cozy neighborhood. 

His blue eyes roamed the semi-busy area, the sight of more kids his age met his vision, causing Michael to bite back a smile. He's never seen so many kids before since his grandmother kept a tight lock on him.

There was a school bus slowly driving down the street, stopping a few feet away from him. The stop sign on the side of the bus stood erected from the vehicle's side. Soon, the doors creaked open and small children piled out, running towards their parents who were waiting across the street. Following a few feet away from them, Michael walks to the other side of the street before breaking away and making his way down the neighborhood.

To Michael, everything he was witnessing was fresh, and simply amazing.

The sound of laughter met his ears, causing him to look to his right and see another group of teens his age clutching onto the straps of their backpacks, as they were chatting amongst themselves. 

The curious blonde's eyes then fell onto the boy who seemed to be the leader. The dark haired teen stood in the middle of the circle, his smile bright as he finished the punch line of his joke.

It made Michael break into a small smile. He wanted to know what it was like. To have friends. To have people want to be near you, and surround you as they cling onto your every word.

"Stop. I'm done, Xavier." Michael saw a girl with red hair wheeze out. She shook her head, while trying to control her laughter. "I can't breathe!"