-40 Someday-
This has already been posted for almost a week now on another site so you probably have read it. But since no one ever reviews there except for a few then I'll post the conclusion here. Enjoy it.
Era :Woot! Go Sox! Isn't Johnny being a bit of a TV whore? I met him today though
Jesse's Babe: I suggest you check out the Tall Drink of Water website to find your answer. It's found in part of the ext ra scenes that are highlighted in red within natural chapters.
Elle: I dunno if I should believe you...but I don't care. It's all cleared up. Hope you enjoy your new role cough
Michael:
Wedidn't hang out as much as we used to though. Only at band rehearsal. I kept it in my mind that she was just my friend now. And that's all she wanted us to be.
She'd leave rehearsal and go directly over to his place; or to hear his band play at some stupid club. Nothing was as I had hoped it would be.
But I did get a girlfriend. Named Elle. Kind of flakey and kind of like Sadie since she's amazed by Mia's ancestry. But she doesn't think she's worthy of talking to Mia. And considers Mia more like a little sister to me than anything else. So no problems there. She's good for an in between times with Mia kind of girlfriend. But next time, I swear…it'll be for keeps.
MIA:
"Hey gorgeous," Kevin said pouring a glass of champagne at my birthday celebration. "Want one?"
I shook my head, "No thanks. Um…thanks, for everything."
"What are you talking about?"
"The party…"
"It's Michael's idea," he replied. I looked out at Michael who was flirting with his girlfriend in the den. He looked genuinely happy. Then I would be happy for him. Ecstatic in fact.
Never mind I wanted to make a dart board with the girls stupid plastic surgeonized face. And that accent. I always said that Australian accents were hot until I heard her gasp over me. Apparently I am quite popular over there.
"Hey," a voice said while they poked the sides of my stomach.
I turned around quickly and found myself face to face with Huck. Good old Huck. "Hey!" I said wrapping my arms around him.
He squeezed me tight, "I missed you. How was your first year?"
I shrugged. "It was you know….my first year. How was Florida?"
"I'm transferring up to Manhattan College. I miss having seasons, ya know?"
I burst out smiling, "That's great! I'll get to hang out with you again."
Then we had a really awkward moment. We were both biting our lips. I realized that we only broke up because he was so far away.
"So I hear you won't be moving to Genovia anymore," he said finally. "That's kind of cool."
I nodded and looked over at Louie, who was all over Katie. "Yeah, that's my brother Louie over there."
"You guys look a lot alike."
"That's what everyone says," I said looking at him offering weak pick up lines. "Felix, my boyfriend, is over there," I said waving at my boyfriend who was talking to Ned (who arrived solo, Dr. Moscovitz said it was too young for him, but he sent over a bottle of wine)
"Oh? You have a boyfriend? Felix?" he asked, looking over my shoulder. I know he was looking at Michael. "Who is that?"
"We've been going out since last April," I replied.
"Wow, that's a long time," he mumbled. "That's cool.-"
"I think we should watch the video from last year," Lilly announced.
My eyes bulged. "Um, I'll be right back."
"No," I said grabbing the tape.
"Come on, it's all in good fun."
"No. Felix will totally flip out on me."
"No he won't," she assured me. "Trust in me, kay?"
She put the tape in and I could feel my face turn crimson. I peeked over at Michael who wasn't paying attention. Well, he was, but more attention on Elle's neck.
I watched in horror as Michael and I drunkenly started making out right in front of everyone. I didn't even remember that. "You two were together?" Huck asked, looking over at real Michael.
I shook my head. "No. We were drunk." I stared at Felix's reaction. He looked amused.
"Never knew you had it in you, baby," he teased as we returned to his apartment later that night.
I made a face, "I was a little drunk. No big deal."
"I know," he replied, putting his key on the hook as we entered the apartment. "And it's not like we were official then. We'd only been on one date, right?"
"Right," I agreed quickly. "Totally right."
"I mean, I slept with at least six girls between our first date and when we decided we were together."
I stared at him in surprise.
"I'm joking," he teased. "You are my first and only," he promised. "But Lilly should destroy that tape. In the wrong hands it could be worth a lot."
I hadn't thought of that. "Oh my….you don't think…."
"No one would take it," he assured me, kissing me on my forehead. "I'm going to shower. I'll meet you in my bed?"
"Yeah," I said softly.
That was not the reaction I had expected. Shouldn't he be jealous? Raging around? Threatening Michael's man hood?
But Felix was far too easy going for such drama. He never understood why I invited drama into my life. Why I hated Elle Austin. Why I disapproved of her dating Michael. He teased me, saying I was jealous. But I proved him wrong by kissing him.
Michael graduated that year, marking the first time in three years that his parents were together and civil to one another (he didn't see her at Lilly's graduation, they sat separately). His mom's boyfriend was there, uber weirdness. Ned opted out of the event, so I got his ticket.
"Here," I said after the ceremony when we all went to dinner at Per Se (the other place cancelled on them, so I used my Princess-dom to get them last minute reservations at Per Se).
"What's this?" he asked, looking at the box as if it was a bomb.
"A gift," I teased. "Open it," I said gleefully. We were hiding in the coat room, away from the rest of our party. I hadn't wanted to show everyone what I had bought for him.
He ripped back the paper, "Mia…" he said with a grin. "This is awesome."
"I figured it was too rock star to pass up," I replied, taking the box as he put on the skull ring.
Story behind this ring is that we had gone vintage shopping last spring, while we were still best friends and occasional lovers.
"This is so J.Lo!" I joked, wearing a big piece of bling.
"Your Ben Affleck fascination is getting to be too much," he joked.
He started looking through the t-shirts and found a Rolling Stones Forty Licks shirt. "You can't find this anywhere!" he gloated.
"Yeah you can, here," I replied.
"You are obsessed with rings," he said as I continued to pour over the jewels.
"Well, Grandmere has gotten me to appreciate them," I argued weakly.
"This," he started, lifting a ring out of the drawer, "Is way rock star."
It was quite ugly. It was a silver skull on a ring. Like you get when you are a little kid at a Halloween party or something…but metal and much more expensive. And Michael has been lusting after it forever. Every time we come in he tries to casually look at it.
"I think it's too rock star," I replied.
But he was stunned by it, and was pissed that it was too expensive. "It'll go down in price, right?" he asked, leaving the store.
I left the owner a note to hold the ring for me. He nodded as he read it. I'm sure it was only because I was a princess, but who cares? I need some benefits now that Grandmere sold her townhouse and I no longer get her free pizzas.
"How'd you remember?" he asked as we started walking back to the table.
"I bought it last year for you," I replied.
"And you let me complain about it being sold? You are such a bitch!" he joked.
Things were easy now between us. Not as close as they once were, but we could joke as easily as I could with Manny or Kevin. Orlando was still questionable.
"Two weeks," Felix said kissing my forehead two days later. "Right before you go back to Genovia."
"Cape Cod?" I asked. "Oh, can we see a Cape Cod League game?"
"You and baseball…yes. Fine. IF that's what it takes."
I made a cute face and kissed the tip of his nose. "I'd love to join you and the boys on the Cape."
"Mia," Ned's voice said into my cell phone in early July. "I need your help."
"Ned?" I asked. "Ned, what's wrong?" I asked.
"Sid and I decided to get married," he replied.
"Married?" I asked. "How? Why? When? Where? Is it allowed?"
"We're going to Hyannisport, Massachusetts. It's on the Cape-"
"I know where it is," I replied. I'd been packing at that very moment to go with Felix and the rest of his band. "What does it have to do with me?"
"Get Michael to come. I've tried…but well, you know him."
I nodded even though he couldn't see me, "Yeah. Okay. I'll talk to him."
"Why am I here?" he asked as we walked down the aisle to the wedding march.
"Because he is your father and he is in love," I replied, faking a smile for the dozen people in attendance.
"He's marrying a man," he replied, not moving his lips.
"One you like and are friends with. Now smile like you mean it."
He did a wide mouth teeth smile.
I elbowed him, "Like you mean it," I hissed.
He rolled his eyes and took his place next to his dad. I stood by Ned. Lilly had refused to attend the wedding. She still was uncomfortable with the situation, but accepted that they would do it with or without her blessing. Plus, she was doing a summer semester in Madrid. This was so impromptu that hardly anyone was there.
I watched as the ceremony went on. It was great seeing Dr. Moscovitz looking so happy and at peace finally. I smiled at Michael. He winked at me and then gave me his lazy smile. The one that doesn't look like one really, only to me. Everyone else thought he was just being a dutiful son. Far from it.
"That was really mature of you," I said that night as we walked along the beach, away from the mini reception. Felix understood that Michael needed to talk about all this, so he pretended to flirt with one of Ned's aunts.
Thank heaven's he knows I'm with him and only him. We'd gotten over that fight from the spring fairly easily. He apologized and I accepted it.
He sighed. "I know."
"And I know your dad appreciates it," I said softly.
"I know."
"Plus, Ned is adorable beyond words. Your dad really scored."
He glared at me. "You'll be back in time for our meeting with the record company again, right?"
I nodded, "Yeah."
"We scheduled it so you could go to school-"
"I'm not going back," I replied quickly, avoiding his eyes. "I'm dropping out. Or according to my dad and the press release he's coming out with next month, I'm taking a year off to find myself."
He smirked, "Good."
"And so I can focus on the band," I replied, lifting a piece of sea glass off the shoreline. I handed it to Michael. "For you."
He blushed, "Thanks. Where are you and the Man off to next?"
I nodded, "Off to Martha's Vineyard before I go to Genovia with Louie for his formal introduction."
"I thought that was last year?"
"No. That was to the aristocrats. This is to the public. He has to do a speech and everything. He's terrified."
Michael nodded and looked down at the other end of the beach. I followed his gaze and saw his father and Ned dancing. And then they kissed. I expected Michael to close his eyes and storm off, but he didn't.
"You know, I really am happy for him."
I linked my arm with his and leaned into him, "I am too."
He kissed the top of my head like a big brother would, "Never thought I'd say that to anyone. Don't tell him I said it, kay?"
"I wouldn't ruin your disgruntled son rep."
He laughed awkwardly.
I nodded. "Think you'll ever do it?"
"It?" he asked, still staring at his father.
"Find the girl. Marry her. Live happily ever after? The whole sha-bang?"
He didn't answer right away. But finally after a few minutes of comfortable silence, "Someday. It'll be the right time for me," he replied, as I looked up at him with a knowing smile.
"Someday?" I asked.
He nodded, "Someday it'll work itself out."
"And for now?" I asked, butterflies in my belly.
"I'll keep making friends and watch as it works itself out."
I smiled, knowing what he meant, but not willing to admit the same thing. "Someday."
