another story
wrote this one a whileeeee back .. comment on it
its not based one me if you couldn't tell
Then next morning I woke up and I couldn’t tell if it was either my alarm that woke me up or the coldness of the room. I tried to burry myself in my covers just because I yearned that feeling of warmth in a certain place. I always found it complicated to settle myself into a settled position, turning onto my right side I would think awhile then turn to the left side. The twisting and turning almost resembled my thinking pattern. Wishing that I had slept with socks on so that I could at least feel my feet after I got out of my bed, I sat up trying to wake myself up. It was always a complicated process but the thought of it even raining made my mind think that I should sleep an awful day like this away. I laid back down tricking my mind into thinking of going back to sleep but keeping my eyelids open. I stared at the blank while ceiling of my room, it seemed to go along with my theme of coldness that was wrapping me up in its embrace.
I flew my arm to the left of me and searched for the phone by the bed stand even though I knew right where it was. I dialed Micah’s number, so quickly due to memorizing since I met him. A groggy voiced soon answered, “hey smoky.” As soon as the words reached my ears I had already melted inside. “Whatcha up too, Micah?”
“Well not much laying here in bed thinking about what I am going to do today.”
“Sounds familiar, except for the whole my heater broke down last night detail.” I spewed out, trying to sound desperate for help.
“O that sucks, you want to meet up at toppy’s for coffee.”
“Sure,” I said making sure he didn’t sense my happiness tone.
“I’ll meet you there around 10, okay?” Micah said in a melodic tone.
“Sounds cool, See you then.”
“Bye.”
“Bye.”
If only I had the energy, I would have gotten up and jumped up and down hysterically but I knew that would blow my look of being tough. So, having the energy of getting up I made my way out of the covers and out of bed. I made my way to the mirror, looked at my hair and how the long brown look of it matched my brown eyes. After looking my way to the closet I pulled out a towel of bright colors and made my way to the shower. Smelling for Micah was not something I thought I would put him through; even he wasn’t one of those guys who would mind.
I met Micah on a sidewalk, outside of toppy’s. I was sitting there trying to look my best as a rebel girl, but the instant I saw him I could just not see anything except him. We both sat by the side of the road, taking a drag, a reason why he called me smoky, I didn’t care I thought It was cute. Our conversations were filled with common thoughts about psychology and who we thought created shoe laces. He walked me back to the apartment and I probably had the funniest time then I had ever had in a while. Micah and I just stood there because we didn’t know where to go after getting to my apartment. He held my hand all the way up the stairs, just to make sure that I would make it all the way. His hand was perfect, perfect fit, texture, and great. I was like a little kid scared to let go of it. He just kissed me on the cheek and gave me his phone number to call him and we could go to coffee sometime. That was a month ago.
After getting out of the shower, suddenly feeling refreshed, I let my hair down and let it air dry. I pulled on my ramones shirt and a pair of clean jeans, grabbed my bag with my keys in it and walked out of my apartment, feeling like smiling but knew that would ruin my tough image. Toppy’s was only 3 blocks away but it seemed like forever away. Looking at my watch every second, I thought about what if Micah never showed or what if he left because he thought I was late, even though I knew it was only 9:40. I got there and I gave a little smile to Micah. He took my hand and gave me a little kiss and said, “Well it’s seemed like eternity since I last saw you…. I was going to go insane if I didn’t see you soon.” I gave him the secret look that girls give guys when the want to be mysterious and sexy when they didn’t want to say a word then I gave him a kiss. We both walked over to the counter to order our coffees and my muffin.
Getting to our table, and not the sidewalk, which I didn’t care as long as I was with him, Micah held the seat out for me. “Smoky, you look so cute today,”as his foot gave me a little friendly kick under the table, “How did I ever get to be so privileged to sit with a beautiful girl.” He always knew how to make me smile and I said in a dark voice, “I try, you shouldn’t be talking how did I get to sit here with such an awesome guy that is the only thing I can think about,” Winking giving him a little kick with my foot back. The next hour or so had us staring at each other and asking each other random questions of the day. On our way out, Micah slipped his arm around my waist, and every single trouble that I had ever had went away. I simply turned to him and gave him a kiss that I had never given anyone before. It was so deep and passionate and we both had that feeling.
“I am so lucky,” he whispered because our faces were so close. I simply kissed him right back, and whispered back “I am very lucky and I think I am in love.” He looked at me and kissed me so hard that I could taste the coffee and cigarette taste in his mouth. “You’re wrong; I know I am in love with you, smoky.” Then we walked back to my house like we knew each other all our lives.