Kathleen here. Chapter 2. But only because I got good reviews. Not because of my love of writing this fic. I never know what weird little twist I'll put into it!!!!! Here's the fic. I have to add, since I never read the article yet, I haven't heard some of the minor details. Please correct me if I'm wrong. I'll put it in there.
~Stuck on the top of the Ferris wheel~
Well, that went great. No, really, it did.
Here is an overview of what happen
I washed my hands, exited the bathroom, and found Lars waiting outside. He was actually across the path, throwing balls at a clown's mouth.
When he finished, I told him I had to have a private conversation with someone. He agreed to stand outside the area and look for suspicious people. He also looked grateful. I guess because he expected me to be all mad at him for having to follow me around. That is such a NBC Saturday afternoon teen drama. I guess I have to deal with having a bodyguard. I'm good at it. Yay, another quality in me.
-I calmly marched down the path, between all the booths.
Well, as calm as I could be.
-I was gripping onto Tina's hand. My fake nails where grinding into her. She shmucked me in the stomach. Ow, that hurt.
- Lars was behind us…watching for suspicious people. Yeah, right. Who'd want to kill me?
I was hoping I could just keep walking, and walking, and walking. I'd never reach the actual computer club booth, conveniently positioned at the very end of the long strip of a hallway.
I saw Michael at the booth what seemed like hours before he saw me. He was taking a question from a teacher. He's so smart, I thought. And he likes me. We are going to be such a cute couple.
Tina noticed my expression. She's all "Faze 3, acceptance!"
So I guess I accept the fact that it's going to happen. We were going to become a couple. Or at least work a bit with our feelings.
I kept walking. I kept going. It was weird. Such an un-Mia like thing to do. Usually I'd crash into people or trip over something. These Princess lessons about proper posture and walking gracefully yet meaningfully have paid off!
Some kid in front of us pops a balloon. The sound is really loud, even for a balloon. Michael looks up. Briefly he looks at the balloon popper. Then his attention is directed to me. Our faces are locked in a gaze for the longest time, but I continued walking. "Go, Mia, Go! Seize your opportunity!" a voice rose up inside me. I guess it was Lilly's. Or Grandmere's. They both say it.
Finally, I reach the end of the hall. I barely noticed Tina and Lars turning to another booth, having a dart throwing competition.
My eyes were still fixed on Michael's. They were so beautiful.
"You—you saw the game…?" He says.
Then I'm all, "Yeah. It's a nice game."
"And, you got the message, right?"
"Yes. I got the message. You got mine I take it." I can't believe that! I was assertive. Well, I wasn't a blubbering fool!
"I had no idea- - that you…."
"Me neither." There is a long pause. I listen to the lyrics of a song. Don't ask me what song it was. It was a song, nonetheless.
"So, do you think we should…"He starts. Michael Moscovitz, not being able to finish his sentence! What has the world come to? Here I am, Madame Assertive, he's all Mr.Jitters.
"Yeah. I do. I really like you, Michael." I couldn't believe I just said that.
"I like you, too" He says. We both laugh, you know , because it's sort of how the poems we wrote to each other go.
From there, we walked around, until we found the Ferris wheel. We decided to go on it.
I had no tickets. The perfect romantic adventure, and I had no tickets. Way to go.
But Michael gave some to me. I guess he thought I might need some. Why, I don't know.
After about the 3rd loop, the Ferris wheel broke.
"Well isn't this…fun." He said.
"Yeah." Why do I keep saying yeah ?
We chit chatted, you know, about this and that. But our conversation ended when he started doing sign language to his computer club friends on the ground.
So, I took out my journal and started to write.
Hey, look. The Ferris wheel's fixed.
Oh my God.
Lilly is on the ground.
She's fuming.
~Stuck on the top of the Ferris wheel~
Well, that went great. No, really, it did.
Here is an overview of what happen
I washed my hands, exited the bathroom, and found Lars waiting outside. He was actually across the path, throwing balls at a clown's mouth.
When he finished, I told him I had to have a private conversation with someone. He agreed to stand outside the area and look for suspicious people. He also looked grateful. I guess because he expected me to be all mad at him for having to follow me around. That is such a NBC Saturday afternoon teen drama. I guess I have to deal with having a bodyguard. I'm good at it. Yay, another quality in me.
-I calmly marched down the path, between all the booths.
Well, as calm as I could be.
-I was gripping onto Tina's hand. My fake nails where grinding into her. She shmucked me in the stomach. Ow, that hurt.
- Lars was behind us…watching for suspicious people. Yeah, right. Who'd want to kill me?
I was hoping I could just keep walking, and walking, and walking. I'd never reach the actual computer club booth, conveniently positioned at the very end of the long strip of a hallway.
I saw Michael at the booth what seemed like hours before he saw me. He was taking a question from a teacher. He's so smart, I thought. And he likes me. We are going to be such a cute couple.
Tina noticed my expression. She's all "Faze 3, acceptance!"
So I guess I accept the fact that it's going to happen. We were going to become a couple. Or at least work a bit with our feelings.
I kept walking. I kept going. It was weird. Such an un-Mia like thing to do. Usually I'd crash into people or trip over something. These Princess lessons about proper posture and walking gracefully yet meaningfully have paid off!
Some kid in front of us pops a balloon. The sound is really loud, even for a balloon. Michael looks up. Briefly he looks at the balloon popper. Then his attention is directed to me. Our faces are locked in a gaze for the longest time, but I continued walking. "Go, Mia, Go! Seize your opportunity!" a voice rose up inside me. I guess it was Lilly's. Or Grandmere's. They both say it.
Finally, I reach the end of the hall. I barely noticed Tina and Lars turning to another booth, having a dart throwing competition.
My eyes were still fixed on Michael's. They were so beautiful.
"You—you saw the game…?" He says.
Then I'm all, "Yeah. It's a nice game."
"And, you got the message, right?"
"Yes. I got the message. You got mine I take it." I can't believe that! I was assertive. Well, I wasn't a blubbering fool!
"I had no idea- - that you…."
"Me neither." There is a long pause. I listen to the lyrics of a song. Don't ask me what song it was. It was a song, nonetheless.
"So, do you think we should…"He starts. Michael Moscovitz, not being able to finish his sentence! What has the world come to? Here I am, Madame Assertive, he's all Mr.Jitters.
"Yeah. I do. I really like you, Michael." I couldn't believe I just said that.
"I like you, too" He says. We both laugh, you know , because it's sort of how the poems we wrote to each other go.
From there, we walked around, until we found the Ferris wheel. We decided to go on it.
I had no tickets. The perfect romantic adventure, and I had no tickets. Way to go.
But Michael gave some to me. I guess he thought I might need some. Why, I don't know.
After about the 3rd loop, the Ferris wheel broke.
"Well isn't this…fun." He said.
"Yeah." Why do I keep saying yeah ?
We chit chatted, you know, about this and that. But our conversation ended when he started doing sign language to his computer club friends on the ground.
So, I took out my journal and started to write.
Hey, look. The Ferris wheel's fixed.
Oh my God.
Lilly is on the ground.
She's fuming.
