| Maria�s POV Even with Michael now knowing that I like him he is still really daft. For the last 2 days he has been asking me if I was sure that I wanted to be with him. Who else would I want to be with? Even though he knows that I am totally feeling him he is insecure and will pounce on anyone who even looks at me the wrong way, which according to his definition is any one who looks at me period. With only one day until the dance I am completely freaking, not knowing if I was going to go to the dance I never bought a dress and now I cant find one. Even with Isabelle and Tess the queens of fashion I cant find a dress that is even close to perfect. I am completely and totally f.ucked. Having given up on the search for the dress I walk up to my room ready to tell Michael that there is no way that I can possibly go to the dance. When I walk into my room I see it, the most beautiful gown in the world. It was white with Chinese lace forming a train in the back; it had a tight bodice, and beads in the fabric everywhere you looked. It was magnificent, but where did it come from. I hear the sound of a toilet flushing and look up to see pappy coming out of my bathroom. �I see that you found my present. I hope you don�t already have a dress, I just know that you would look amazing in this one.� �Pappy it�s beautiful but where did you get it?� �It was my mothers, she wore it when she got married to my father back in 1917. I can think of nothing more fitting for you to wear tonight. I was hoping to save it for your wedding but when I heard you telling your friends that you never thought that you would find a dress I knew that now was the time.� I want to say something. I want to thank him and I want to tell him that I love him and no matter what he will always be the most important man in my life. I cant though, all I can do is sit here and cry at the emotion and sentiment in his words. He seems to understand what I am feeling and moves to give me a hug, I cry on his shoulder still unable to tell him how I am feeling. �Go to bed Maria, you have a big day tomorrow.� I just nod and move to hang up the dress, sure that I will have on of the best dresses at the dance. I wonder how he does it; if it weren�t for the man that just walked out of my room I would probably never be able to trust men again. He let me see that not all men are evil. That some of them will do anything for you, that some of then can indeed be capable of love. He is the reason I was able to believe in the love that I have for Michael; the love that I know will survive all the obstacles life throws our way. **At the Formal** The night was as magical and amazing as I predicted. Michael nearly tripped over his tongue when he came to pick me up earlier tonight. He has been the perfect gentleman all night and has even allowed a few of the guys who looked at me to live. When we showed up at the school everyone turned to look at us like we were royalty. �Ladies and gentlemen it is time to announce the prince and princess of this years winter formal� With those words everyone in the gym quieted and waited for the results of their votes. Mrs. Davis took her sweet time opening the envelope to announce the prince and the whole school let out a groan of impatience. With a little laugh Mrs. Davis reads the results. �And the prince of the formal is�� Mr. Michael Guerin.� Not a really big surprise there everyone knew that he was going to win, the only real competition is for princess, between me and Courtney. �For the first time in the history of this school we have had a landslide vote for the princess. 98% to 2%. The princess of the winter formal is��.. Miss. Maria DeLuca.� It is a little hard to comprehend that I beat Courtney by that large of a margin but I am happy I won. Michael kept up his side of the bargain I had to keep mine. As we made our way out on to the dance floor he looked at me with love and admiration in his eyes. I know that my eyes show the same thing too. He pulls me close when the opening notes of Amazed start to play and Kisses me softly. �I love you Maria� he whispers in my ear �I love you too.� The End |
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