(A/N) Alright now. It's been a little while since I worked on this story. But now I'm back to this again, here to write Noah's POV. I really hope you like it!

That one meeting really changed my life even more. Before I knew it, me and Heather were going every week. We hung out with our friends, made new friends, listened to Bud talk about the bible, and cool stuff like that. Hm, and to think that I used to hate being social!

I also started to pray for Heather. But not just for her eyes. I also prayed for her to stay strong in her faith. But I prayed so hard. Every night, every morning, and a few times randomly thought the day, I would keep praying.

Then one month later, it happened.

Me, Heather, and my sister were at the mall Christmas shopping. It was around the middle of the month, so we figured that the malls would only get more crowded with time. I had already shopped for everyone else in my family, but I still wanted to get Heather something. Something special. But what?

Heather went with my sister, which gave me a chance to think about what to get her. As I was walking, I passed by a hat store. I peered inside as I planned to walk right by, but then something caught my eye.

I walked into the store as saw it.

It was perfect! A black, wicker cowgirl hat with a metal tiara sitting securely on the brim. Since we confided to each other that we both love Country music, it's always been our little thing. Something we used to bond. This was the perfect thing to get her!

I bought it and as I left the store, I looked to find Heather and my sister talking and coming towards me. I didn't want Heather to find out what I got her, so I quickly hid myself in the "punk" clothing store next door.

The girls stopped right in front of the store I was hiding in as Heather said, "Hey, is there a hat store around here?"

"Yeah," replied my sister, "as a matter of fact, we just passed it!" I gave a sigh of relief as the turned around and went into the hat store. I was about to make my escape when I thought I someone. I ventured further into the store and to my absolute surprise I found…

"Gwen?!?!" I said. She turned around when I said her name, "That you?"

"Noah? What are you doing here?" she asked surprised.

"I, uh, live here. What about you."

Gwen cocked an eyebrow like she was confused, "Wait, since when do you care about that stuff? I thought you only care about yourself."

Ouch! Well, I can't say I didn't have that coming.

I laughed it off, "Yeah, should have seen that coming. I've, uh, gone through some changes for the better since the show ended. I guess you can say that I took Leshawna's advice and learned some respect."

"Really? Good for you!"

"So…"

"So?"

"You still haven't told me how you got here." I pointed out.

"Oh, the show really gave Trent some good publicity, so his music career sky rocketed instantly. Once it did, he found me and now I get to tour with him while I'm off of school. We stopped here for a break, so I thought I'd go Christmas shopping."

I nodded my head, "I see. That's cool!"

"Wow. You sure did change, Noah!"

"Yeah, well…"

"But speaking of change, did you hear what happened to Heather? She ran away from home after gauging her eyes out! Talk about dark, huh? I saw it on the news. It kinda makes me feel bad that I trash talked her so badly on this talk show I was invited to, even if she was so horrible."

As Gwen talked, I sorta couldn't help but laugh a little on the inside. She had no idea!

"Do you know if she's been found yet." I said with a smile.

Gwen noticed, "What do you know?"

Just as if on cue, I saw Heather and my sister pass the store out of the corner of my eye. I pointed to them through the store as I saw the look on Gwen's face totally turn to awe.

"But… how did―"

"Between you and me, honey, Heather's my new girlfriend!"

"You… and Heather…."

I looked at my watch and realized that it was almost time for me to meet up with the girls. "Oops. I gotta go Gwen. I guess I see you later. Here's my cell number."I put a slip of paper in her hand, then I left the store and Gwen in her amazed stupor.

When the three of us met up, I suggested that while my sister took the car home, me and Heather could walk home together. No particular reason why, I just wanted to get some alone time with her.

As we were walking home, we passed through the park and came across some kids having a snowball fight. As I was distracted by the kids having so much fun, I suddenly heard Heather "Hey, babe?"

"Yeah?" I replied.

"I know Christmas is a few days away, but I have a little surprise for you." Then before I could react, she grabbed the back of my shirt and shoved snow down my bare back.

"AAAHHH!" I shouted in shock, "Heather! Oh ho! You're gonna get it!!!"

And just like that, we were having our own snowball fight. She was actually pretty good, despite that fact that she couldn't see. But I wasn't about to give up just yet!

"Take this!" I shouted as I threw a snowball. Before she could duck, it pelted her in the head and knocked her down. I was about to run over when I heard her laugh and saw her stand up. That's my girl. I was a little ways away, but from what I could see, I knocked her bandages halfway off. What shocked me is what happened next!

She seemed stunned for a second, then randomly, she ran full speed in my direction and tackled me to the ground, all while laughing hysterically.

"Whoa!" I said as I fell, "Heather, what―" it was then that I noticed the wonderful truth, "Oh… my…"

"I know." She said, fighting to hold back tears of joy, "I know! Noah, I cans see again!"

The both of us were so overjoyed. I picked her up by the waist and spun her around happily before we both fell down again. Then, in our blissful happiness, we started making out in the snow. It was a good feeling, actually. Soon, we stopped and she said, "Baby?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"You look really cute!"

I smiled, "And your eyes are so beautiful!"

We got home as quick as we could to tell my family. They called Dr. Rodriguez to see if there was some logical explanation. He said that since it made no scientific sense, it had to be a Christmas miracle. After mom hung up the phone, me and Heather smiled. God really does answer prayers. Thanks, God!

In the week that followed, we went on with our lives as normal. We told, Wendy, Jake, and Keith of course. They were totally blown away, but I did see Wendy give me a wink. Yes, Wendy I thought God's answer to my prayers was "wait", just like you said. I still remember.

The kids in our martial arts classes were also stunned by the news. We still took our classes, but Heather had a little trouble keeping up during the beginning of class. But after she tried it with a blindfold on, she had no trouble. Force if habit, I guess!

When Christmas Eve came, I decided to wrap Heather's gift. That night, I found a box in the garage that was just the right size and put the hat in it. As I scanned over our collection of paper and settled on a red paper with little Santas all over it. A little cheesy , but I guess it was kinda cute.

After I finished wrapping the present, I put it under the tree and went to bed.

The next morning, I woke up just as everyone was getting around. I decided to see if Heather was up yet. I walked to her door and knocked. "You up, babe?"

When I didn't hear an answer, I opened the door and went inside myself, "Hey babe? It's Christmas!" I looked to see that her bed was empty, "Heather?"

Suddenly, I heard "RAWR!" right before I was tackled onto the bed. Just like Heather to pull a prank like that.

"Hey! First the snow down my shirt, now this? You're getting violent, Heather!" I joked.

Heather flipped her fairly short hair and said, "Oh, like I wasn't violent before. C'mon, let's go down stairs!"

We both ran down the stairs to go open presents. The rest of the family was already next to the tree, waiting for us.

As we all took our turn opening our presents, I became a little anxious to give Heather the gift I got for her.

Right as I was about to reach for her present to give it to her, she grabbed another and shoved it at me, "Open this one!"

I wasn't gonna give up yet. I grabbed my present and shoved it at her as well and said, "But I want you to go next. Open mine!"

"Let's open them together!"

"Isn't that a little cliché?"

"Who gives a crap? Just open my present!"

That was the Heather I knew and loved. I gave in. We exchanged boxes and opened them together.

I read the card she taped on the outside of the box:

To my God fearin', hard workin', combine driver.

With lots of love!

Heather.

It was then I knew that we finally had "our song". I heard play in my head as I ripped open the paper.

I'm a God Fearin', hard workin', combine driver

Hoggin' up the road in my p-p-p-p-plower

Chug-a-lug-a-luggin' 5 miles an hour

On my International Harvester

"You got me a black cowgirl hat? That's so sweet." Heather said.

By then I opened my gift and found what seemed to be a "tiara-free" version of the hat I got for Heather. I smiled. "Cool, a cowboy hat! I always sorta wanted one! Thanks babe!"

As she giggled, I couldn't help but think I guess it's true what they say: Great minds think alike!

(A/N) Phew! This was a monster to write. Boy is my butt sore! I hope you enjoyed it. And get good and ready for my next chapter! Until next time remember…uh,… dang it, I forgot!!! LOL. Bye!