uncertainty

[minervaminor]

I woke to the sound of my old alarm clock. b'ring b'ring b'ring I groaned, rolling over and turning it off. I sat up, rubbing thee sleep from my eyes. I looked over at the clock, picking it up and holding it in front of my face so I could see it clearly. 6:28 I thought for a moment before shrugging, putting the clock down, and getting up out of bed.
I walked over to the closet to fish my uniform out from the back of the closet. A plaid knee-length skirt, a white short-sleeved button-down collard t-shirt, knee-high white socks and black flats. I shuffled over to the bathroom connected to my room. I squinted at the mirror, before looking around for the blurry outline of my contact box. I found it in the back corner of the counter top after about five minutes, taking two of my daily contacts out and putting them in my eyes, one at a time. I smiled, as now I could see clearly. I looked around for the hairbrush. Upon finding it, I ran it through my long auburn hair and smiled to myself, my ocean green-blue eyes glittering slightly. I turned and walked out of the bathroom and back into my room, where I grabbed my book bag, my phone, and my camera.
I first got my camera for my thirteenth birthday and it has been good to me for the three years that I've had it. My friends always ask when I'm going to get a knew one, mainly because they don't understand that I have multiple SD cards that I switch out when one becomes full, and I always respond with the same thing. I'll get one when this one doesn't work. My only friend who's seemed to accept that would be my friend Rachel, mainly because she believes pretty much anything I tell her.
"Annadalia Isabelle Pearce you had better get your butt down here right now young lady!"
I sighed, jogging down the stairs and forcing a smile in my mom's direction. She sighed with relief as she walked over and hugged me. I looked at her funny, not sure why she just let out a sigh of relief. It was still too early for all of this.
"Why are you yelling at me mom...?" I asked in a very tired sounding voice.
"Because you're going to be late." she responded.
"Then let's go!" I half-shouted, grabbing a packet of poptarts and heading out to the car.
"You have everything right?" I heard my mom yell.
"Yes! Let's go!" I responded in a very annoyed manner.
I was relieved when she walked outside only five minutes later and slid into the driver's seat. I smiled at her and she started the car, beginning the ten minute drive to school.
I played on my phone for a little while, before my mom started to ask questions. As soon as she did begin the conversation, my crush started texting me. I sighed. oh great.
buzz Micah: Hey. :) how r u this morning?
Mom: "So, how are you this morning? Sleep well?"
me: good u? ;)
Me: "I'm good; slept fine...how about you mom?"
buzz Micah: glad 2 hear it. r u otw?
Mom: "Oh, I slept wonderfully, thanks for asking. Anything exciting today?"
Me: ya. mom is interrogating me. >.<
Me: "not that I know of...will we be having a pop quiz today?"
buzz Micah: can't wait 2 have ur mom 1st period.
I laughed a little bit as my mom was just about to answer my question.
"Who are you texting...?" she asked with a sly smile on her face. She already knew who it was; she had some sort of mind-reading ability.
"Micah," I responded, "Why?"
"Is he the cute one?" she asked as a follow-up question.
buzz Micah: Anna, are you there?
Me: ya. i gtg, c u in school!
I blushed as I sent that and stayed silent, giving my mom a mental answer of yes.
Micah and I had been best friends since we were practically born. Our parents were best friends growing up, so we became friends very early. I'm in his house as much as I'm in my own and it's the same thing for him. Our parents trust us because they believe we're too good of friends for either of us to try anything. Well, I have this huge crush on him, and that really doesn't help. One thing that really did help though was the fact that he was one of the few people (other than Jacob and Mariah) to support me after my dad died in combat. He also helped me through when my dog got cancer and we had to put her down. He has helped me through everything. And there's no way that I can repay him.
I snapped back to reality when my mom jolted to a stop in the parking lot. I looked around and saw Micah standing at the front door, waiting for me. I smiled, and got out of the car, grabbing everything that I brought with me, and started walking over towards him. He saw me and returned the smile, jogging over to take most of my books from me. He knew I didn't let anyone touch my camera, so he left that item alone and took everything else from me.
In the midst of him taking my stuff off my hands, our hands got tangled so his fingers were laced through mine. I felt my heart flutter and the heat reach my cheeks, but I looked away, letting my auburn hair cover my face.

[minervaminor]

I heard Micah chuckle, and felt him squeeze my hand gently. "Why so shy all of a sudden?" he asked softly.
I shrugged, and looked back up at him, my ocean eyes meeting with his sapphire ones.
He smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling slightly to let me know that his smile was real. I didn't know why I returned his smile with a fake one. Maybe it was because I really liked him, or maybe it was because I didn't want him to be able to see the pain that I was feeling. I brushed my hair out of my face and walked with him into the halls.
Everyone knew who Micah was. After all, he was only the best athlete this school had. I walked behind him, invisible like always. The popular girls giggled as he walked past them, winking at one of the shorter girls with long blond hair that was so wavy it kinda looked like a beard that came out of the wrong side of her head. I chuckled as she giggled in a flirtatious manner, waving her tan hand with her perfectly manicured fingernails. I rolled my eyes and kept walking until we reached my locker. I smiled, and stopped in front of it, him stopping right next to me.
"My locker number is 145," he said softly.
"Mine is 147," I responded.
We both smiled. That meant we were in the same homeroom and there were no other people with M, N, O, or P last names to go in between us.
I love having Micah as a best friend, don't get me wrong, but I have this weird feeling about him. I mean, he's always been super supportive and everything, it's just that...I dunno, he has this kind of glow sometimes when he walks in dark areas. I'm not sure why though...I guess I'll just have to find out.

point of view switch to Micah

I winked at one of the shorter popular girls with her long blond hair and tan skin. Wow, she looked really pretty today...wait. Hold on. I like Anna. I chose Anna to be mine. I can't choose someone else now. I have to stick with her.
I heard her sigh behind me as we approached the lockers. I smiled as we found out we were next to each other for the year. I tried to be happy, but I really couldn't be. It was difficult enough trying to keep from my best friend the face that I'm an angel, and now it would be even more difficult because I'm going to be with her in practically everything now because I'm next to her with my locker. She's going to find out and I'm going to get my wings taken and it won't be good.
We walked off to first period - history, joy - together and I smiled at her. Our conversation went something like this...
Me: "so did you have fun over summer break?"
Anna: "yeah, did you?"
Me: "I guess..."
Anna: "wow, that sounded enthusiastic."
Me: "I missed hanging out with you."
Anna: "Aw, thanks."
She blushed and I smiled. She's so cute when she does that...
Me: "So what did you do over summer?"
Anna: "A bunch of stuff...how was Germany?"
Me: "It was good to be home for a little while."
Anna: "Did you see Kathryn?"
Me: "I did..."
Anna: "oh."
She sounded slightly disappointed and I wondered why.
Me: "Something wrong?"
Anna: "No."
Me: "you're lying."
Anna: "No I'm not."
Me: "Yes you are. I can tell when you lie."
Anna: "Fine, whatever. Yes; something is wrong."
Me: "Well then can you tell me what's wrong?"
Anna: "No."
Me: "Why not?"
Anna: "Because it's embarrassing."
Me: "Oh, come on Anna...please?"
Anna: "No. That answer is final."
Me: "Fine..."
After that we stayed pretty much silent until class began, sitting in the desks next to each other. She pulled out her book and read until the bell rang. I watched her while she read. damn, she's beautiful... I thought to myself. I smiled slightly as she brushed her hair behind her ear in a very annoyed fashion. I chuckled and turned to face forward as the bell rang, gently tapping her shoulder to let her know that class has started.
We barely survived the history lecture and then the literature reading and then math and then rhetoric and then finally our electives came.

[minervaminor]

point of view switch back to Anna
I sighed as we sat through the lectures, not wanting them to end. I found myself constantly staring at Micah, not being able to tear myself away. For some reason, I can imagine these beautiful celestial wings extending from his back. The way I picture it, they have at least a fifteen foot span, and they glow slightly. The feathers would be bleach white, with a row of golden feathers as the top two rows. The would come out from his shoulder blades, and they'd be able to take him anywhere. Maybe, just maybe, that could happen.
I saw him look back at me. He caught me staring at him. I blushed furiously, giving him a small wave. He just gave me this little smirk and turned back around. I huffed as the bell rang, signalling that we had our electives next.
"What did you take for your elective?" Micah asked me, a hopeful glitter in his exotic jungle green eyes.
I chuckled and said, "I took the STEM (Science Technology Engineering and Math) course. What about you?"
Micah laughed. "I took that too! Maybe we'll be partners..."
I laughed and nodded, hoping that we were.
His smile seemed...stressed. Like it was forces. "hey, are you alright?" I asked, and he simply nodded, before turning and heading to the room that was listed on our schedule. I sighed, and followed him after closing my locker.

[minervaminor]

fellow readers (if there are any),
i will not have access to the internet for the next week or so, so please don't be disappointed for the lack of updates. I am also sorry i haven't posted on here in a while, I haven't had much inspiration and school got out of control with projects.
much thanks,
shy.