This chapter was really long, so it's in two normal length parts, so this one and the next one is both in Mia's point of view.
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Mia's POV...
Another week down. It is now Friday night, but I don't really want a repeat of what happened last Friday night, so I'm just going to stay inside. Besides, it's raining really hard out there; I can hear thunder in the distance.
I think I'll just get into my pyjamas and watch movies all night. Hayley is going out, so I'll have the room to myself.
Yeah, that sounds good. I changed into my pyjamas and popped some popcorn. Just as I was snuggling into bed someone knocked on the door.
I threw on my robe and answered it. It was Michael, and he was soaking wet.
"Oh my god, Michael! Are you ok? Come in!" I exclaimed.
He walked in, his teeth chattering, and I threw him some towels. He didn't say anything, he just wrapped a towel around his shoulders. It was as if there were a million things to say, but he didn't know where to begin.
"Michael, what's wrong? Why are you so wet?"
"I, um, I was just w-walking around outside⦠trying to think," he stuttered out.
"Think about what? What's wrong?"
"Just thinking about everything. About how I stuffed things up so long ago; about how still can't manage to fix things."
Michael was pacing around the little room. I was just standing there watching him in awe. I've never seem him like this before, so lost and unsure of himself. It must be something pretty big to have screwed him up so much.
"About how I'm not assertive enough to go after the things I really want," he continued.
"Ok, so why don't you change things?" I didn't really know what he was even talking about but I felt that I had to say something. "Fix things. Be more assertive. Go after whatever it is that you really want."
He stopped pacing and just looked at me. Then he took two giant steps towards me, cupped my face in his hands and kissed me.
* * *
Whoa! What the hell is going on? Michael Moscovitz just kissed me! Michael Moscovitz is STILL kissing me!
I pushed him off me, "What the hell are you doing?" I asked, shocked.
"I'm sorry," he replied, his face falling. "I've wanted to do that for so long, and you said to go for what I really want. And... I don't know what came over me. I'm sorry."
"Michael! I'm with Alex."
"I know, I know. I'm sorry." He dropped the blanket he'd had over his shoulders and walked out the door.
He'd what? He'd wanted to... to kiss me for a long time? Since when?
I was so confused I had to sit down. I didn't know what to do.
Suddenly it dawned on me, I knew exactly what to do. I needed to talk to someone who could tell me exactly what was going on. I needed to talk to Lilly again. Hopefully she hadn't gone out tonight.
I picked up the phone, my hand shaking, and dialed her dorm room number, she picked up after a few rings.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Lilly. It's Mia." I was practically crying just saying hello. How was I going to be able to tell her the whole story if I can't even say hello without bawling like a baby?
"Mia! What's wrong?"
"Everything," I sobbed. "Everything has gone wrong, and I don't even know what it all means. I'm so confused."
"Whoa, ok, let's start from the start. What happened?"
"Michael... Michael kissed me..." I expected her to be shocked at the news. I expeted her to be angry and upset, but she surprised me.
"So he finally kissed you did he?"
What? Where was the yelling? The 'How could you kiss my brother?' speech?
"What? What do you mean finally?"
"I knew you going to Columbia was going to fuck him up. That's why I never reminded you he was there."
"Lilly, what are you talking about?"
"Honestly, Mia, how could you not know? You're so dense sometimes. You remember back in our Freshman year when you were in love with him?"
WHAT??? How did Lilly know THAT?
"Uh, what? I have no idea what you are talking about. I was never... I mean I didn't... I never..."
"Oh come off it Mia, you can't deny it. Do you really think you could ever be subtle enough for me not to know you and how you feel? And this may be news to your ears, but he was in love with you too. And he still is."
I was stumped. This really was news to me. But if Michael really was in love with me back then, why the hell didn't he ever do anything about it? Or is that what he meant by "I stuffed things up so long ago... I'm not assertive enough to go after the things I want."
Oh my god, if all of this is true then it means Michael's computer "joke" when he told me he loved me wasn't a joke at all! It also means I missed my chance with Michael!
Wait, what am I saying? I'm with Alex now. I love Alex.
Don't I? Yes. Yes, I do...
Oh no, how am I going to tell him about the kiss? Should I tell him? Maybe I should just tell him now, get it over with. I don't want any secrets between us.
Lilly was still on the other end of the phone. I'd been silent for a good few minutes, "Mia?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'm here. Listen I have to go. I'll talk to you later. Bye." I hung up before she had the chance to say goodbye.
I looked at my watch, it was only 8.30. If I left now, I could be at Alex's by 10. I really needed to talk to him. I'm sure he wouldn't mind me coming at such late notice, and at such a late time.
I quickly got dressed again and ran to Lars' dorm room next door. Dad had to pay an obscene amount of money to get Lars his own room, but it was worth it. It means Lars is always here, and it means Alex has a place to stay when he comes over, other than the floor in my room.
Lars was surprised to see me, and even more surprised when I asked that the limo takes me to Forrester. But he arranged it all for me, and five minutes later I was on my way to see Alex.
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Aren't you all sweating in anticipation? Ok, that's a little gross, but still, I'm sure you're all gonna kill me. So review and I'll update asap!
Oh, btw, everyone should read the book, "Guitar Girl" by Sarra Manning because I read it the other day and while it was good, I was not completly satisfied with the way it ended, so I'm writing a sequel for it. But there's no section for it on this site, so I want everyone to read it and then write their own stories for it and we can ask for a new category! Woot!
Thanks for reviewing, remember to keep it up, cos I'll keep updating regularly.
Disclaimer: Meg Cabot owns all characters you don't recognise.
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Mia's POV...
Another week down. It is now Friday night, but I don't really want a repeat of what happened last Friday night, so I'm just going to stay inside. Besides, it's raining really hard out there; I can hear thunder in the distance.
I think I'll just get into my pyjamas and watch movies all night. Hayley is going out, so I'll have the room to myself.
Yeah, that sounds good. I changed into my pyjamas and popped some popcorn. Just as I was snuggling into bed someone knocked on the door.
I threw on my robe and answered it. It was Michael, and he was soaking wet.
"Oh my god, Michael! Are you ok? Come in!" I exclaimed.
He walked in, his teeth chattering, and I threw him some towels. He didn't say anything, he just wrapped a towel around his shoulders. It was as if there were a million things to say, but he didn't know where to begin.
"Michael, what's wrong? Why are you so wet?"
"I, um, I was just w-walking around outside⦠trying to think," he stuttered out.
"Think about what? What's wrong?"
"Just thinking about everything. About how I stuffed things up so long ago; about how still can't manage to fix things."
Michael was pacing around the little room. I was just standing there watching him in awe. I've never seem him like this before, so lost and unsure of himself. It must be something pretty big to have screwed him up so much.
"About how I'm not assertive enough to go after the things I really want," he continued.
"Ok, so why don't you change things?" I didn't really know what he was even talking about but I felt that I had to say something. "Fix things. Be more assertive. Go after whatever it is that you really want."
He stopped pacing and just looked at me. Then he took two giant steps towards me, cupped my face in his hands and kissed me.
* * *
Whoa! What the hell is going on? Michael Moscovitz just kissed me! Michael Moscovitz is STILL kissing me!
I pushed him off me, "What the hell are you doing?" I asked, shocked.
"I'm sorry," he replied, his face falling. "I've wanted to do that for so long, and you said to go for what I really want. And... I don't know what came over me. I'm sorry."
"Michael! I'm with Alex."
"I know, I know. I'm sorry." He dropped the blanket he'd had over his shoulders and walked out the door.
He'd what? He'd wanted to... to kiss me for a long time? Since when?
I was so confused I had to sit down. I didn't know what to do.
Suddenly it dawned on me, I knew exactly what to do. I needed to talk to someone who could tell me exactly what was going on. I needed to talk to Lilly again. Hopefully she hadn't gone out tonight.
I picked up the phone, my hand shaking, and dialed her dorm room number, she picked up after a few rings.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Lilly. It's Mia." I was practically crying just saying hello. How was I going to be able to tell her the whole story if I can't even say hello without bawling like a baby?
"Mia! What's wrong?"
"Everything," I sobbed. "Everything has gone wrong, and I don't even know what it all means. I'm so confused."
"Whoa, ok, let's start from the start. What happened?"
"Michael... Michael kissed me..." I expected her to be shocked at the news. I expeted her to be angry and upset, but she surprised me.
"So he finally kissed you did he?"
What? Where was the yelling? The 'How could you kiss my brother?' speech?
"What? What do you mean finally?"
"I knew you going to Columbia was going to fuck him up. That's why I never reminded you he was there."
"Lilly, what are you talking about?"
"Honestly, Mia, how could you not know? You're so dense sometimes. You remember back in our Freshman year when you were in love with him?"
WHAT??? How did Lilly know THAT?
"Uh, what? I have no idea what you are talking about. I was never... I mean I didn't... I never..."
"Oh come off it Mia, you can't deny it. Do you really think you could ever be subtle enough for me not to know you and how you feel? And this may be news to your ears, but he was in love with you too. And he still is."
I was stumped. This really was news to me. But if Michael really was in love with me back then, why the hell didn't he ever do anything about it? Or is that what he meant by "I stuffed things up so long ago... I'm not assertive enough to go after the things I want."
Oh my god, if all of this is true then it means Michael's computer "joke" when he told me he loved me wasn't a joke at all! It also means I missed my chance with Michael!
Wait, what am I saying? I'm with Alex now. I love Alex.
Don't I? Yes. Yes, I do...
Oh no, how am I going to tell him about the kiss? Should I tell him? Maybe I should just tell him now, get it over with. I don't want any secrets between us.
Lilly was still on the other end of the phone. I'd been silent for a good few minutes, "Mia?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'm here. Listen I have to go. I'll talk to you later. Bye." I hung up before she had the chance to say goodbye.
I looked at my watch, it was only 8.30. If I left now, I could be at Alex's by 10. I really needed to talk to him. I'm sure he wouldn't mind me coming at such late notice, and at such a late time.
I quickly got dressed again and ran to Lars' dorm room next door. Dad had to pay an obscene amount of money to get Lars his own room, but it was worth it. It means Lars is always here, and it means Alex has a place to stay when he comes over, other than the floor in my room.
Lars was surprised to see me, and even more surprised when I asked that the limo takes me to Forrester. But he arranged it all for me, and five minutes later I was on my way to see Alex.
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Aren't you all sweating in anticipation? Ok, that's a little gross, but still, I'm sure you're all gonna kill me. So review and I'll update asap!
Oh, btw, everyone should read the book, "Guitar Girl" by Sarra Manning because I read it the other day and while it was good, I was not completly satisfied with the way it ended, so I'm writing a sequel for it. But there's no section for it on this site, so I want everyone to read it and then write their own stories for it and we can ask for a new category! Woot!
