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Tough Love Part 89; Part 2
Letâ??s get to it ;) -A 9999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 Chapter 89; Part 2 One Day Closer to Hawaii While I was in chorus today, it was hard to concentrate on the songs since I couldnâ??t help but think M.J. should be in this class as well. Taking chorus could only make you a stronger singer. Iâ??m not good at dealing with stuff that hasnâ??t even been discussed. So when I saw him in the hallâ?¦and at his locker, it was totally difficult for me. Plus I even had a dream about him and everything was peaches and cream. The thing was, it was a song I had never heard before, but the way he performed it, he made it his own. Today is performance day, but my head are up in the clouds because of him, but he was in the wrong. He crossed the line. Now he wonâ??t even call to apologize. Or see me in person about it. Thatâ??s what I wanted the most. But when we crossed each other in the hall, I think he saw me wearing his necklace, and I saw a side grinâ?¦. Oh well. Anyhow, I dressed in my chorus dressâ??itâ??s white on the top half and black right above my waist and on down. You canâ??t stand out too much in the choir and no earrings should be bigger than a dime. I decided to wear some pearlsâ??not real of courseâ??and I pinned my hair up. The entire choir practiced againâ??the males included. Show time was at seven. I actually had the responsibility of leading my line on the risers. Just like Mrs. Vinson said, it would be a packed house. Mom, Dad, and Michael showed. It was while we were singing â??Silent Nightâ?, that I saw M.J. sneak in the pew by Michael. But I didnâ??t understand that. Why didnâ??t he just show up with his sister? I tried my best to act normal, but I had butterflies battling it out in my chest. His intentions were probably for me since he was sitting by Michael. I didnâ??t feel confident to do any solos, but at the end of the concert, the choir left the risers and we stood by the people as we held fake candles and lit them up in sync. Afterwards, we went to our families or our friendsâ?? families. Naturally, I went over to mine. I didnâ??t even give M.J. a glance. How ironic now because that wasnâ??t supposed to be our first experience in church together. Oh well. Dad and Mom looked over at each other because they took notice. But I get it from them, so they canâ??t get mad. Some of my friends wanted to hangout that night and go to a restaurant. I really was saying no, but everyone was egging me on to go. I changed my clothes. The most spectacular thing I wore was some jeans and my jean jacket. And I unpinned my hair and straightened it real quick. Everyone else was kidding around, having a good time, while I sat back and watched a little more. Donovan glanced over more than once, and Iâ??d have to fake smile all over again. He volunteered to drive me home. It was a little after eleven. â??Are you alright?â? â??I think Iâ??ll be fine.â? â??We saw him show up.â? â??Yeahâ?¦wellâ?¦.â? â??If you want me to get him off your radar Lyric, then I will.â? â??No, Iâ??m fine Donovan. Plus I saw him in the halls today and I even had a dream, but I didnâ??t even do anything!!â? My hands were pretty exaggerated as they were stretched out. â??Itâ??s okay Lyr. I think you moved too fast anyways.â? â??Of course YOUâ??D say that!!â? â??But itâ??s true. Plus I still love you.â? â??Wrong timing, Donovan.â? â??But I do and I donâ??t know if thatâ??s going to change.â? I looked at him. He looked over at me, then my eyes. Of course he leans over. I was about to, but I blow steam through my nose like a dragon would. He ignores it and kisses my lips anyhow. I break away, feeling a joy of tears leap from my eyes and a zing down there. â??I guess you still love me too.â? I bunch up my eyebrows. â??Lyric, itâ??s been nine months. You even wrote that song about me. Whatâ??s it called again? â??Call Me Maybeâ?? right?â? â??Even then Donovan, that doesnâ??t mean I feel so strong about you now.â? â??Is it because of Michael?â? I only shrug. â??Maybe it is.â? â??What is it he has that I donâ??t?â? â??My heart?â? I start to laugh. â??Maybe not that. But heâ??s mysterious.â? â??Is it because of his money he gets to take you anywhere he wants to? â??Cause all you have to do is name the place, baby and we can go. You donâ??t have to worry about them Dream Trips at school. I can take you to Italy now.â? I laugh. â??I donâ??t like yâ??all because of yâ??all money. You know I barely like you to spend money on me. I feel bad.â? He bites his lip again. But I know it was to make himself stop talking. â??You know we naturally go together.â? â??Why so?â? â??Because youâ??re black and Iâ??m Indian.â? â??What are you trying to insinuate?â? I knew what he was getting at. He knows I love Martin Luther King, Jr. and Mohandas Gandhi, and since heâ??s partially Indian, he tries making a corny joke out of it. He says it was meant to be and our people need to stick together. â??Donovan, whether you were black, white, yellow, purple, or the rainbow, Iâ??d love you the sameâ?¦.And Iâ??m speaking on friend terms!â? I quickly add on. â??I know. And Iâ??d love you even more if youâ??d just accept me.â? He firmly pecks me again and puts his forehead to mine as he stares me down with a smile in his Waxing Crescent eyes. â??Donnie, Iâ??m just confused and I need some time.â? â??Does some of it have to do with the military thing?â? â??I donâ??t even have enough room to fit that in the equation.â? â??Okay.â? He nods his head. Then he pulls me forward and kisses me even longer. When I got out the car, I was trying to stop myself from wobbling so much. His kiss really meant something to me. â??By the way, I moved the party to tomorrow in your honor.â? Don says in sarcasm with his head poking out the carâ??s window. I turned my head over my left shoulder and gave him the thumbs up. By the time I was walking in the house, I forgot about Mom being there on the couch. â??How did it go?â? she asked as she raises her head from her pillow. It was laying on the right armrest. â??It went fine.â? I took my jacket off. â??I want to talk to you.â? â??â?¦Okay.â? So I go over to the couch, trying to cover up my sighs and groans. I didnâ??t have enough room to cuss though I wanted to. â??Sit back on the couch. Stop looking so awkward.â? She throws her arm around my shoulder. Then she lets it fall. â??Listen, I know you might be confused about why weâ??re letting you go to Hawaii with Michael. Hereâ??s why: your dad really just trusts him.â? â??Why?â? â??Why he trusts him?â? â??Yeah.â? â??Well I know things havenâ??t been easy moving down here againâ?¦.But you met Michael at a crucial point and your dad things heâ??s a good influence on you. I would oversee things, but your dad is so persistent and Katherine was clear on her intentions so I donâ??t have much say-so. But Iâ??m giving your dad this CHANCE to not prove me wrong.â? â??Prove you wrong how?â? â??About him leading you down another bad path. Plus Michaelâ??s so adamant so Iâ??m trying to move over a little, but I havenâ??t given over my parental rights just yet so donâ??t think I have.â? Suddenly, the question leaps in my throat. What about Quentin Dempsey? Where is HE? â??Do you understand what I mean, Lyric?â? Now I donâ??t care to know because she didnâ??t give me the information I wanted. â??Yes,â? I mumble. â??I do.â? After that she hugs me and I go up the stairs softly. I drop my bag on my bed and I put my jacket on again. I could see Dad was already in bed. The TV was off, so I padded over to the Manâ??s Room just to see what was going on. As lightly as possible, I try pushing the door open, but since it squeaked two too many times, I just pushed it midway and slipped through it. The room was dark and from the vague outline, I knew Michael was in the bed. By the atmosphere, I could tell he was already sleeping. Before I think about it, I wipe my lips off with the back of my hand and I go stoop beside the bed. I take his left hand and kiss it. He stirs, but he turns on the lamp and sees me there. Then Michael leans back on his arms. I just look at him too, and Iâ??m nervous as Hadesâ??more known as the underworld, or Hell! He reaches down for my waist, and I lay with him for a little. It was so amazing to say to the least. The natural thing for me to do was turn the lamp off, but he already done it for us. We simply didnâ??t say much. My head rose up and down with his breathing. And I could picture his face in the dark: like how his beautiful nose went with his eyes. And his full lips with his cheekbones. And his lovely afro. You canâ??t forget about the afro. I tried keeping my moving to a bare minimum, but whenever I DID move, I could tell his grip was still there, or he would tighten it a little to let me know he still had me. I turned the lamp on, and we simply stared at each other. But hereâ??s something I noticed: whenever Iâ??m staring at Michael, a lot of the time, I donâ??t think about what he sees when he looks at me on the outside; Iâ??m too busy looking at his beauty. He must feel the same about me. I know weâ??re pretty oblivious to our looks when it comes to looking at each other. I think thatâ??s why weâ??re so surprised to find each otherâ?¦attracted to one another. He rubs my right cheek, and we burst into soft laughter. â??Iâ??ll see you in the morning.â? He says softly and moves my chin towards his face. But by his face, I could tell thatâ??s what he was aiming for. I felt I couldnâ??t leave without returning the favor though I initiated it. So I smoothed down his sideburns and I kissed his cheek. Then I sit up from him. â??I guess so.â? But I donâ??t really want to go. Then I remember weâ??ll be spending time together in Hawaii. Even if it is as friends: which Iâ??m fine with. 9999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 Hang in tight :) -Aariyan. & thank you for all the support!!
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