I hope you are all liking the story so far, I know I'm having fun
writing it! Well, please R&R! And here's...The Date!
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I climbed up the rail and sat in the chair. "On your mark, Get set, GOOOO!!!!" I waved the flag violently. Everyone went speeding around the track, fast as lightning.
"And the winner is, Bryan Day! And a special thanks to our best flag girl's return, Michele Kaioh."
Usually I would've been mad that they said my name, and Amara and I would've been yelling. I would've been congratulating her, but she wasn't here. So, I went down to winners circle, and I saw Bryan instead.
"Hi Bryan," I said cheerily walking up to him.
"Hey Michele, seen Amara? Well, of course you have, you live together."
"Actually, I'm not sure we do anymore. I may be going home. We got into a fight, and I don't want to stick around."
"I'm sure Michael's heartbroken."
"I haven't told him yet."
"Oh, wow, you came to me first."
"Yes, you're the only one who can talk some sense into her."
"She doesn't want to see me."
"Yes, she does."
"She hates me."
"She doesn't hate you, she loves you, and she's afraid of getting hurt."
"I'd never hurt her."
"I know and she knows, but it doesn't take away the fear."
He nodded solemnly. "I know."
Out of the four boys and two girls who lived in the dorm room, only two still live there, Tony A and Tony B. Michael had gotten his own apartment, and Bryan had done the same. And Amara and I, well you know what happened. But, since Michael was living alone, I decided to stay with him. It was one of my greatest mistakes. After a week with Michael, I went home to Amara.
"Where've you been," she asked coldly.
"Michael's," I answered, dropping my head.
"Michele, what am I going to do with you?"
I hugged her tightly.
"Hey, I didn't say I forgave you, I just still care what happens to you."
"Well, then you should care about this, Michael and I are going to get married."
"What?"
"Yeah, he proposed, and I said yes."
"Mich, aren't you kind of rushing into this?"
"No, I love Michael, and now I have to anyway."
"Michele, what did you do."
"I'm not telling you, because you'll be mad at me."
"No Mich, you didn't."
"I did! I didn't care. I was so mad at you! You made me so mad."
"Michele, you were never one to be rational, were you?"
"Not really," I paused, "It's late and I'm tired though, so I'm going to sleep, ok?"
"All right, see you in the morning."
But I didn't see her the next morning. I heard her in the shower, yelling, "Hot, cold, hot, cold," as the shower-changed temperatures but that was normal, and I quickly went back to sleep. I woke up at 10 a.m., and she was gone.
So what if I'm a bit of an eavesdropper and have too much curiosity? I just knew where she was. So off to the café I went. I sat at the booth right behind where she was, and listened.
"Bryan," she began, "I just don't know what to say anymore. I never thought I'd be here, with you. I always thought you'd only think of me as your best bud your whole life. Never would I dream of more."
"Amara, I started having feelings for you before you even said you were a girl, and at first, that scared me. I thought maybe I was gay or something, but I was wrong, I was just falling in love with the most wonderful woman in the world."
"Bryan stop."
"But it's true. You can't help what's true. Amara I love you so much, and I can't help but hope that you love me too."
"Bryan, I've loved you for so long, but I can't, we can't, it's so complicated!"
Bryan reached across the table for her hand and pulled her close to him. They kissed. I was cheering from behind them.
"Bryan, we can't, I'm.."
"I know," he said quietly, "Michael is a snitch. He told me all about the Uranus thing. Though I'm still really confused."
"Oh no, he didn't. He promised. I knew he was the weasel I thought he was!"
"Don't worry, it's ok. Hey Amara, are you ok."
She was slightly swaying. "Yeah I'm fine." She closed her eyes for a second, hoping that when she opened them she could see straight, but she never opened them. She fell over in the seat.
"Amara, Amara!"
I flipped around, "What did you do to her?"
"I didn't do anything! Hey, how long have you been here?"
"That doesn't matter now, we have to get her home."
"Shouldn't she go to the doctor?"
"I have a better doctor than any at a hospital."
I climbed up the rail and sat in the chair. "On your mark, Get set, GOOOO!!!!" I waved the flag violently. Everyone went speeding around the track, fast as lightning.
"And the winner is, Bryan Day! And a special thanks to our best flag girl's return, Michele Kaioh."
Usually I would've been mad that they said my name, and Amara and I would've been yelling. I would've been congratulating her, but she wasn't here. So, I went down to winners circle, and I saw Bryan instead.
"Hi Bryan," I said cheerily walking up to him.
"Hey Michele, seen Amara? Well, of course you have, you live together."
"Actually, I'm not sure we do anymore. I may be going home. We got into a fight, and I don't want to stick around."
"I'm sure Michael's heartbroken."
"I haven't told him yet."
"Oh, wow, you came to me first."
"Yes, you're the only one who can talk some sense into her."
"She doesn't want to see me."
"Yes, she does."
"She hates me."
"She doesn't hate you, she loves you, and she's afraid of getting hurt."
"I'd never hurt her."
"I know and she knows, but it doesn't take away the fear."
He nodded solemnly. "I know."
Out of the four boys and two girls who lived in the dorm room, only two still live there, Tony A and Tony B. Michael had gotten his own apartment, and Bryan had done the same. And Amara and I, well you know what happened. But, since Michael was living alone, I decided to stay with him. It was one of my greatest mistakes. After a week with Michael, I went home to Amara.
"Where've you been," she asked coldly.
"Michael's," I answered, dropping my head.
"Michele, what am I going to do with you?"
I hugged her tightly.
"Hey, I didn't say I forgave you, I just still care what happens to you."
"Well, then you should care about this, Michael and I are going to get married."
"What?"
"Yeah, he proposed, and I said yes."
"Mich, aren't you kind of rushing into this?"
"No, I love Michael, and now I have to anyway."
"Michele, what did you do."
"I'm not telling you, because you'll be mad at me."
"No Mich, you didn't."
"I did! I didn't care. I was so mad at you! You made me so mad."
"Michele, you were never one to be rational, were you?"
"Not really," I paused, "It's late and I'm tired though, so I'm going to sleep, ok?"
"All right, see you in the morning."
But I didn't see her the next morning. I heard her in the shower, yelling, "Hot, cold, hot, cold," as the shower-changed temperatures but that was normal, and I quickly went back to sleep. I woke up at 10 a.m., and she was gone.
So what if I'm a bit of an eavesdropper and have too much curiosity? I just knew where she was. So off to the café I went. I sat at the booth right behind where she was, and listened.
"Bryan," she began, "I just don't know what to say anymore. I never thought I'd be here, with you. I always thought you'd only think of me as your best bud your whole life. Never would I dream of more."
"Amara, I started having feelings for you before you even said you were a girl, and at first, that scared me. I thought maybe I was gay or something, but I was wrong, I was just falling in love with the most wonderful woman in the world."
"Bryan stop."
"But it's true. You can't help what's true. Amara I love you so much, and I can't help but hope that you love me too."
"Bryan, I've loved you for so long, but I can't, we can't, it's so complicated!"
Bryan reached across the table for her hand and pulled her close to him. They kissed. I was cheering from behind them.
"Bryan, we can't, I'm.."
"I know," he said quietly, "Michael is a snitch. He told me all about the Uranus thing. Though I'm still really confused."
"Oh no, he didn't. He promised. I knew he was the weasel I thought he was!"
"Don't worry, it's ok. Hey Amara, are you ok."
She was slightly swaying. "Yeah I'm fine." She closed her eyes for a second, hoping that when she opened them she could see straight, but she never opened them. She fell over in the seat.
"Amara, Amara!"
I flipped around, "What did you do to her?"
"I didn't do anything! Hey, how long have you been here?"
"That doesn't matter now, we have to get her home."
"Shouldn't she go to the doctor?"
"I have a better doctor than any at a hospital."