Finally....I've found happiness.... Thank you, God.

Kelsey's point of view

My alarm goes off at 7:15 am. I don't know why I expected Michael to be here. I'm glad he left, before Anne saw him. I sit up and notice the quilt covering me. Did Michael put this on me? How sweet..... I get up and head to my bathroom. I brush my teeth and brush my long, wavy, brown hair. I put on light blue jeans and a silky, light blue shirt. I go to the kitchen and see that Anne isn't in there. I decide to write her a note. I write:

Dear Anne,

I took a pop tart to school. Please try to forget what I said last night. I think I'm going through a phase. Just don't mention it until I say something about it. Have a great day at work. Oh and I might be a little late today. I have to go swing by a friend's house.

Love, Kelsey :) <3

I hope she listens. I grab my book bag and go out the door. I get on my bike and head toward school. I stop at Michael's house. I really want to say hi. Should I? Yeah. I don't care if I'm late. I get off my bike and head toward his house. I go up the steps and knock on his door. I smile at the memory of how nervous I was yesterday. I have to knock twice (Just like last time) before he opens the door a little. "Hello?" "It's me, Michael. Kelsey." He opens the door all the way and smiles. "Hey." I notice how he tries to act cool and lean on the door. Arms crossed. I giggle. He smiles. "What?" "Nothing. I just wanted to come over and say hi before I go to school." "Just to say hi? You don't want a little something." I blush. "Maybe..." He leans forward. So do I. We kiss. It feels amazing. We pull apart. "Well, I gotta go." "I wish you didn't." "Me too." He grabs my hand as I walk away. Our fingers slowly separate. I wish I didn't have to go to school... I get on my bike and look back at Michael. He's still watching me. I wave. He waves and blows a kiss. I do the same. I can do it...

It's just 8 hours...I can handle 8 hours....

Michael's point of view

Gosh....I love her.... I look around my house. I need to clean things up. First, I need to get a phone. I bet she has a phone. It doesn't matter if people stare.. I can do it. Thank God Kelsey washed my clothes. I go down the hallway and stop in front of my parents' door. I need my father's clothes. My clothes don't fit me anymore....I remember putting this white shirt and black slacks on. These clothes I have on are my father's. I put them on the day they died, to be closer. I need a jacket. I slowly put my hand on the door knob. I turn the knob and push the door open. My heart starts to beat fast. Everything is exactly the same. It feels as if my parents just left and that they'll be back. I walk inside. The bed is made and I can smell my mom's perfume. I miss them so much... I walk to my father's closet. I open it and see all his clothes. I go through them until I find his favorite jacket. I grab it. I bury my face in it and smell my dad's scent. I slowly start to put it on. The whole time, I'm crying. I miss them so much. It hurts all the time...Except when I'm with Kelsey. And to think I just met her....I guess its love at first sight... I wipe my tears away and go to my parent's dresser. My mother's keys are still there. They took my dad's car that day. I had to sell mine for food. But I will never get rid of my mother's car. I head to the garage. I turn the light on and see my mother's pink Porsche. I laugh. My mother was a pink lover. She loved all things pink. She was so funny and sweet. I shake my head. Stop it Michael... I get in the car. I hope I remember how to drive.... Well, here goes nothing. I start up the car and head downtown.

Kelsey's point of view

Yep...I was late...But I don't care. It was definitely worth it. I head to my second class. I couldn't concentrate on the teacher. I was daydreaming about Michael. I just met him, but I already feel like I've known him for years. He so sexy and kind and funny and I just want to..... Whoa Kelsey... calm down. Gosh, I've never felt this way before. I need some water. I raise my hand. "Yes. Kelsey." "Mr. Wright, may I get some water?" "Yes." "Thank you." I leave the classroom and slowly walk to the water fountain. I don't want to go back to class. I just want to leave here and go to Michael. I reached the fountain and get some water. I look down the hallway and see Peter and Brandon. Oh great.... Peter sees me and gets Brandon's attention. Brandon looks at me. He smiles. I give him the finger. He laughs. They reach me and Peter says, "Kelsey. Tell Brandon how white that guy is. Brandon he looks like a ghost!" Peter starts laughing. Brandon won't stop staring at me. "What Brandon?" "You look pretty today, Kelsey." "Screw you, Brandon." Peter's face turns serious. "Brandon. I think we should visit that guy's house today. What do you think?" "You better not! Why can't you just leave him alone!?" "No Peter. We shouldn't visit him. Kelsey tell your little friend he won't be there for long." I'm confused. "What do you mean?" "Well, my dad is the head of real estate. My dad as been eyeing that house for years. He feels that Michael as had long enough to grieve. Its time to move on." I can't believe what he's saying. But wait a minute.... "How do you know his name?" Brandon laughs. "My dad of course. See my dad was best friends  with Michael, until my dad decided to bang his girlfriend." Peter and Brandon start laughing. I can't believe that! "You're dad is a coward and a a**hole!" Brandon stops laughing and looks at me. "Don't talk about my dad." "Then leave Michael alone!" They burst out laughing. Why is this funny? They're about to ruin Michael's life. How could that possibly be funny? I take off down the hallway. I have to get to Michael. I look at my watch. S***! How did that much time go by? Its 10:30! I didnt even notice people changing classes. I run out the school building and jump on my bike and head toward Michael's house.

To be continued >>>>>>