~Perfection~
I stared out at the overwhelming crowd. Thoughts swirled through my mind. I couldn't stop thinking. Thinking about the upcoming play. This would be just how it would look like when I was out there in just a few weeks. I shivered just thinking about it. Suddenly, I heard the sound of everyone clapping their hands cheerfully. I looked up: there was Micah. She was sitting there in the seat by the piano, her expression serious, and her hands hovered down below the piano keys, already about to play a note. ...There she goes. She starts playing the piano. And, the most amazing part... She looks like she doesn't care that everyone is watching her. But just how is that possible? After what seems like a few minutes of thinking about it, the recital is already over and done with. With that, me, my mom, Bryan, and the rest of us all head out to go get some refreshments. I try not to look too gloomy so I won't disturb my mom and Bryan, but deep down, I am still wondering. Just what does she have that I don't?
It is time to eat our refreshments. I am already in the middle of eating a white-chocolate Kit-Kat bar when I feel a slight tap on my shoulder. I turn, and see one of Micah's little pupils staring at me. She's a small child, for certain, with brown eyes and a rather frizzy hairdo. She is wearing a blue dress to imitate what Micah was wearing at the recital-and also to support her. I grin at the child. "Hey, kid. What's up?" But the child just frowns. "You seem sad." My heart drops in utter panic. The kid noticed. "Well? Are you sad?" The kid asks me. I try to smile and make it seem like I'm happy, but I have a feeling it just looks perfectly fake. "Nope. I'm fine." The kid frowns. "OK. Well, bye!" The kid skips away to the next room to get some more refreshments. I frown a little. That was certainly strange...
A few minutes after this odd event occurred, I was just working on eating my bright-red strawberries when, all of a sudden, a strong silence of awe fell over the room. Then all the little kids that were sitting in the room immediately started to clamor and get excited. Due to this, I knew who was in the room immediately: Micah. "Miss Micah! Miss Micah!" The kids all exclaim. They all dash up to her and start jumping up and down excitedly, all the while still happily screaming out her name in awe. Micah chuckles softly. "I know you all are very excited to see me," she kneels down to be in eye level with all of them, "but I need to talk to a certain someone in here before I can get to all of you. In fact..." Micah looks around a little until she finally spots me. "Ah, she's right over there." Me? She has to talk with *me*? Micah kneels down towards all the kids, "I'll talk with all of you later. For now, you all can go and stay with Mrs. Weaver." The kids all complied, running out of the room to go find Mrs. Weaver. "Make sure you all stay together!" Micah calls out after them. Once they leave, Micah takes in one single breath of relaxation, then finally begins to turn around and make her way towards me. Oh no. What could this be about..??