Micah's Story Chapter 13: Chosen One
**Disclaimer** I do not own Micah. I do not own any of the characters, except for the ones that reside in Middleburg. This story was really fun to write, and I hope that you liked reading it. Thanks! Please tell me if you think that I should write more in the future, because I'm not sure.
She looked at me and again repeated what she had said. "Micah? I think that we need to talk." Nodding slowly, I looked straight at her. What was this girl going to do to me now? In the time that I had been to Middleburg, she had turned my world upside-down. She showed me that there could be friendship, and no sacrifice. She was one of my closest friends. I hoped that she and Dave hadn't come to tell me that they were back together, because that would be like rubbing salt in a wound.
Clearing her throat, she started talking. "You told me last night, to go to Dave, and tell him what we were doing. To tell him that I still loved him. To tell him that we never were going out, that it was all a ploy for me to get him back by way of jealousy. Well, I found him and we talked." Here it came. I could just feel it. She was going to bring what little hope I had crashing down to the ground. "Dave wants to say something, I think." She smiled.
"Micah, I know that we didn't get off on the right foot. I started in on you the second day that you got here. I apologize. You didn't deserve that. Marie told me what happened to you, and I understand why you are afraid to let anyone know what you want or feel. I guess that what I want to say is, sorry. Sorry for being a jerk, sorry, basically for everything. Are we cool?" I looked at him, not knowing what to say.
Standing up, I looked out the little window that was on the wall. Danny, Lacey, and Cory were standing at the bottom of the tree, and looking up. They all looked guilty, and I realized that it was because they had sent Robbie to climb the tree and listen. I cleared my throat. "Yea, Dave, we're cool. I hope it isn't too late for us to be friends." I offered one of my famous little half smiles, and he smiled back, and said that he hoped it wasn't too late, either. "Marie, do you want to tell me something? I have to go help Danny, and if you don't have anything else to say, then can I go?"
She looked at me again, and kind of smiled. "There is something else, Micah." I nodded. "Um, when you told me to go and tell Dave that you and I were over, that I wanted him back, I couldn't. I couldn't go through with it. So I told him that you and I were broken up, and I wanted him back. Of course, he took me back, because he still liked me. This was last night, and he came over again this morning." She lowered her blue eyes to the floor.
I knew that there were tears in my eyes, and I fought to keep them there. I won. My cheeks stayed dry. "That's what you came to tell me?" I questioned with a tremble in my voice. I looked at them, and Marie looked away. "You made me listen to you, saying how you were back with Dave? I guess I should have expected it. You didn't know. I hope you didn't cuz then I would feel really bad. Anyway, I'm gonna go. Hope you're happy." The tears weren't being held back as easily as before, and they were threatening to fall.
"Wait, Micah." Marie called after me. "That's not all that I wanted to tell you." I turned around. "Sit, please. No, wait, on second thought, please come here." She said this while standing up. She bit her lip and went on. "Micah, when Dave came over this morning, He kissed me." I looked down. I couldn't bear to look at her right then. Or ever again. she put her hand on my shoulder, and the other under my chin, forcing me to look up at her. Into those blue eyes. They were so blue, and full of laughter.
Laughter. How could her eyes be laughing at a time like this? I was plainly hurt, and her eyes were laughing. That hurt. "Micah," she said softly. "I realized something when he kissed me." What ever could that be? I wondered sarcastically. "I realized that it wasn't what I wanted. I didn't want Dave to be the one kissing me. It didn't feel right. I didn't know why at first, but then I realized that I wanted it to be you." Her mouth smiled as brightly as her eyes did.
I blinked. "What?" I asked. It couldn't be true. She did like me. "Could you repeat that, please?" Smiling she looked back at Dave quickly, and then back at me.
"I wanted it to be you, not Dave kissing me today. I don't like him anymore. It's all you." I smiled.
"You mean it?" She nodded.
"You could bet your cute little buttons on it." I looked down. There were buttons on my shirt, and they were little.
"I would do that. For you, I would do that." She smiled, and I drew her closer to me and hugged her tight. "I'll never let go, Micah. I'll never let go." I must have looked puzzled, because she explained "It's from a movie. Nevermind." Dave stood up, and said that he had to go. We both waved good-bye to him, and sat back down. She grinned at me. Scowling, I looked back at her.
"That was pure evil. You were torturing me and you know it." Smiling, she leaned over and put her head on my shoulder.
"There's a lot of things that you have to learn about me, Micah Balding. You will learn them in time, and get used to them, trust me." I assured her that I would do my best and try, then I leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek. "Micah?"
"Marie, you said that you wanted me to kiss you, so there you go." I said this teasingly. She sat up straight, and faced me.
"If that's the best that you can do, Dave will probably take me back." She smiled. I spoke like I used to, and used a phrase that I hadn't used in a long time.
"He Who Walks Behind the Rows shall not allow it. I most certainly will not either. Come here. " Pulling her up, then closer to me, I did what I had been waiting over a month to do. I kissed her, full on the lips, and it wasn't a short kiss, either. When we pulled apart, we were both breathless. "Well,"
"Did Ruth teach you that?" She asked with a coy smile. I mock fainted. "What's wrong, Micah?"
"They told you about Ruth? She was the most annoying person that I ever met! God!" I shook my head.
"I was just kidding, Hun. Lacey told me that she was bothering you in Hemmingford. I just wanted to rub it in." Marie stuck out her tongue at me. Smiling, we both climbed down the steps, and turned around, hand in hand, to a crowd of people. All of our friends were there, as well as Danny, Lacey, Angela, John, and the Morgans.
"Did you plan this Marie?" She shook her head. "Well, as long as they are here, I say we give them a show don't you?" Smiling at me, I drew her closer to me again, and just as someone took a picture. she spoke so only I could hear.
"Whatever you say. You are the Chosen One." That was all she could manage before my mouth covered hers, and we couldn't say anymore.
**(AN- stay tuned for the epilogue!)**
**Disclaimer** I do not own Micah. I do not own any of the characters, except for the ones that reside in Middleburg. This story was really fun to write, and I hope that you liked reading it. Thanks! Please tell me if you think that I should write more in the future, because I'm not sure.
She looked at me and again repeated what she had said. "Micah? I think that we need to talk." Nodding slowly, I looked straight at her. What was this girl going to do to me now? In the time that I had been to Middleburg, she had turned my world upside-down. She showed me that there could be friendship, and no sacrifice. She was one of my closest friends. I hoped that she and Dave hadn't come to tell me that they were back together, because that would be like rubbing salt in a wound.
Clearing her throat, she started talking. "You told me last night, to go to Dave, and tell him what we were doing. To tell him that I still loved him. To tell him that we never were going out, that it was all a ploy for me to get him back by way of jealousy. Well, I found him and we talked." Here it came. I could just feel it. She was going to bring what little hope I had crashing down to the ground. "Dave wants to say something, I think." She smiled.
"Micah, I know that we didn't get off on the right foot. I started in on you the second day that you got here. I apologize. You didn't deserve that. Marie told me what happened to you, and I understand why you are afraid to let anyone know what you want or feel. I guess that what I want to say is, sorry. Sorry for being a jerk, sorry, basically for everything. Are we cool?" I looked at him, not knowing what to say.
Standing up, I looked out the little window that was on the wall. Danny, Lacey, and Cory were standing at the bottom of the tree, and looking up. They all looked guilty, and I realized that it was because they had sent Robbie to climb the tree and listen. I cleared my throat. "Yea, Dave, we're cool. I hope it isn't too late for us to be friends." I offered one of my famous little half smiles, and he smiled back, and said that he hoped it wasn't too late, either. "Marie, do you want to tell me something? I have to go help Danny, and if you don't have anything else to say, then can I go?"
She looked at me again, and kind of smiled. "There is something else, Micah." I nodded. "Um, when you told me to go and tell Dave that you and I were over, that I wanted him back, I couldn't. I couldn't go through with it. So I told him that you and I were broken up, and I wanted him back. Of course, he took me back, because he still liked me. This was last night, and he came over again this morning." She lowered her blue eyes to the floor.
I knew that there were tears in my eyes, and I fought to keep them there. I won. My cheeks stayed dry. "That's what you came to tell me?" I questioned with a tremble in my voice. I looked at them, and Marie looked away. "You made me listen to you, saying how you were back with Dave? I guess I should have expected it. You didn't know. I hope you didn't cuz then I would feel really bad. Anyway, I'm gonna go. Hope you're happy." The tears weren't being held back as easily as before, and they were threatening to fall.
"Wait, Micah." Marie called after me. "That's not all that I wanted to tell you." I turned around. "Sit, please. No, wait, on second thought, please come here." She said this while standing up. She bit her lip and went on. "Micah, when Dave came over this morning, He kissed me." I looked down. I couldn't bear to look at her right then. Or ever again. she put her hand on my shoulder, and the other under my chin, forcing me to look up at her. Into those blue eyes. They were so blue, and full of laughter.
Laughter. How could her eyes be laughing at a time like this? I was plainly hurt, and her eyes were laughing. That hurt. "Micah," she said softly. "I realized something when he kissed me." What ever could that be? I wondered sarcastically. "I realized that it wasn't what I wanted. I didn't want Dave to be the one kissing me. It didn't feel right. I didn't know why at first, but then I realized that I wanted it to be you." Her mouth smiled as brightly as her eyes did.
I blinked. "What?" I asked. It couldn't be true. She did like me. "Could you repeat that, please?" Smiling she looked back at Dave quickly, and then back at me.
"I wanted it to be you, not Dave kissing me today. I don't like him anymore. It's all you." I smiled.
"You mean it?" She nodded.
"You could bet your cute little buttons on it." I looked down. There were buttons on my shirt, and they were little.
"I would do that. For you, I would do that." She smiled, and I drew her closer to me and hugged her tight. "I'll never let go, Micah. I'll never let go." I must have looked puzzled, because she explained "It's from a movie. Nevermind." Dave stood up, and said that he had to go. We both waved good-bye to him, and sat back down. She grinned at me. Scowling, I looked back at her.
"That was pure evil. You were torturing me and you know it." Smiling, she leaned over and put her head on my shoulder.
"There's a lot of things that you have to learn about me, Micah Balding. You will learn them in time, and get used to them, trust me." I assured her that I would do my best and try, then I leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek. "Micah?"
"Marie, you said that you wanted me to kiss you, so there you go." I said this teasingly. She sat up straight, and faced me.
"If that's the best that you can do, Dave will probably take me back." She smiled. I spoke like I used to, and used a phrase that I hadn't used in a long time.
"He Who Walks Behind the Rows shall not allow it. I most certainly will not either. Come here. " Pulling her up, then closer to me, I did what I had been waiting over a month to do. I kissed her, full on the lips, and it wasn't a short kiss, either. When we pulled apart, we were both breathless. "Well,"
"Did Ruth teach you that?" She asked with a coy smile. I mock fainted. "What's wrong, Micah?"
"They told you about Ruth? She was the most annoying person that I ever met! God!" I shook my head.
"I was just kidding, Hun. Lacey told me that she was bothering you in Hemmingford. I just wanted to rub it in." Marie stuck out her tongue at me. Smiling, we both climbed down the steps, and turned around, hand in hand, to a crowd of people. All of our friends were there, as well as Danny, Lacey, Angela, John, and the Morgans.
"Did you plan this Marie?" She shook her head. "Well, as long as they are here, I say we give them a show don't you?" Smiling at me, I drew her closer to me again, and just as someone took a picture. she spoke so only I could hear.
"Whatever you say. You are the Chosen One." That was all she could manage before my mouth covered hers, and we couldn't say anymore.
**(AN- stay tuned for the epilogue!)**
