My thanks to everyone who wanted me to write more. I was planning for that last chapter to be the ending, but I got like, six reviews in one day! For me, that's a record. Maybe if someone that people actually knew about was posting this, they might get more, but since nobody knows me, this is awesome. I will stop rambling now! Have a great day!
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Epilogue
Some people say that they weren't meant to be. Others say that no couple fit better together. A poor girl with great sense of tradition and caring; a rich boy with fantastic romanticizing and extreme knowledge, neither having a real family of their own. Who would've thought? They would've.
Some people have asked me what happened after what I stated was the last chapter. I figured: Hey, if they like it, why not? It's not everyday that people like my fan fics. So this is what happened.
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Summer was coming to an end and Mia wasn't quite sure she wanted it to. She and Picard had really gotten to know each other, even more than they had over e-mail for a year. Mia had found everything she had ever wanted.
About a week after they had started dating, Alex decided to split them up. He found them at a little park where they were having one of those romantic picnics. That just made him sick. He marched right up and realized...Picard was extremely...robust. Lots of guys would've taken off when Picard turned to look at them like "I'm busy; get lost or I'll break your arm." Alex wasn't smart enough to be one of them.
"I'm Alex."
Picard lifted an eyebrow. "Your point?"
"That's my girl your with, zit-mania," Alex scowled.
"Excuse me?" That was when Mia learned that Picard doesn't like to be made fun of.
Picard threw a couple of punches and a head-splitting roundhouse. This left Alex near unconsciousness. Unfortunately for Alex, he got an adrenaline rush and punched Picard in the stomach. Picard does not like to be punched. Alex was in the hospital for the rest of their lovely summer.
Getting to see Mia everyday didn't stop Picard from sending her love letters. The only difference from the ones he sent before was that these were written with calligraphy ink and sealed with wax. Maybe some girls would've thought that was just a little extreme, but Mia was a romantic and thus this filled her every wish and desire.
On the last day of summer, Mia met Picard by a lake that they had gone boating on a couple of times. She just stood there and hugged him, wishing that she would never have to let go. Picard had explained to Mia that he wanted to wait a while until they kissed, because he wanted it to be magical. This time, Mia respected his wish, however hard it was. So they hugged each other.
Slowly, Picard pulled away. "Look at the sunset."
Mia obeyed. "It's beautiful."
"No," Picard whispered, "You're beautiful. The sunset is just pretty. But when you stand in front of it, it becomes picturesque."
Mia looked up at him and found his golden eyes staring back. "How much longer?"
Picard knew what she meant. "How long does it take for us to reach each other?" And suddenly the sunset was insignificant.
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Wow! I wrote it and it's perfect! I feel so wonderful!
Garet: Wow, you are weird. Picard and Mia...kissing?! I'm going to be sick! How can you be so mushy?
That might be due to the facts that I'm a romantic and that I've never had a boyfriend.
Garet: What about fourth grade? Wasn't his name--
Shuttup. I am Naomi the Great and I command that you allow me to have my romantic fantasies.
Garet: Whatever.
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Epilogue
Some people say that they weren't meant to be. Others say that no couple fit better together. A poor girl with great sense of tradition and caring; a rich boy with fantastic romanticizing and extreme knowledge, neither having a real family of their own. Who would've thought? They would've.
Some people have asked me what happened after what I stated was the last chapter. I figured: Hey, if they like it, why not? It's not everyday that people like my fan fics. So this is what happened.
***
Summer was coming to an end and Mia wasn't quite sure she wanted it to. She and Picard had really gotten to know each other, even more than they had over e-mail for a year. Mia had found everything she had ever wanted.
About a week after they had started dating, Alex decided to split them up. He found them at a little park where they were having one of those romantic picnics. That just made him sick. He marched right up and realized...Picard was extremely...robust. Lots of guys would've taken off when Picard turned to look at them like "I'm busy; get lost or I'll break your arm." Alex wasn't smart enough to be one of them.
"I'm Alex."
Picard lifted an eyebrow. "Your point?"
"That's my girl your with, zit-mania," Alex scowled.
"Excuse me?" That was when Mia learned that Picard doesn't like to be made fun of.
Picard threw a couple of punches and a head-splitting roundhouse. This left Alex near unconsciousness. Unfortunately for Alex, he got an adrenaline rush and punched Picard in the stomach. Picard does not like to be punched. Alex was in the hospital for the rest of their lovely summer.
Getting to see Mia everyday didn't stop Picard from sending her love letters. The only difference from the ones he sent before was that these were written with calligraphy ink and sealed with wax. Maybe some girls would've thought that was just a little extreme, but Mia was a romantic and thus this filled her every wish and desire.
On the last day of summer, Mia met Picard by a lake that they had gone boating on a couple of times. She just stood there and hugged him, wishing that she would never have to let go. Picard had explained to Mia that he wanted to wait a while until they kissed, because he wanted it to be magical. This time, Mia respected his wish, however hard it was. So they hugged each other.
Slowly, Picard pulled away. "Look at the sunset."
Mia obeyed. "It's beautiful."
"No," Picard whispered, "You're beautiful. The sunset is just pretty. But when you stand in front of it, it becomes picturesque."
Mia looked up at him and found his golden eyes staring back. "How much longer?"
Picard knew what she meant. "How long does it take for us to reach each other?" And suddenly the sunset was insignificant.
***
Wow! I wrote it and it's perfect! I feel so wonderful!
Garet: Wow, you are weird. Picard and Mia...kissing?! I'm going to be sick! How can you be so mushy?
That might be due to the facts that I'm a romantic and that I've never had a boyfriend.
Garet: What about fourth grade? Wasn't his name--
Shuttup. I am Naomi the Great and I command that you allow me to have my romantic fantasies.
Garet: Whatever.
