Crackhead in Love

Chapter Nine: All Is Full of Love

A/N: Um, wow. That's all I can really say about the extreme lack of reviews. But here's the last chapter to Crackhead in Love anyway! =D


Friday, December 19, before the Winter Carnival

Oh, God.

The Winter Carnival starts in approximately ten minutes.

Today, so far, has gone by smoothly.

Mia hugged me. Yes, she hugged me.

Hugged me.

I was walking to her locker, as the results of the finals had been posted. I had done well on all of them.

I was, of course, wondering what she had gotten on her Algebra final, if the many hours of tutoring her on her Algebra homework (not that I minded) had paid off. That's when I saw a yellow rose fall out of her locker. Curious as to who sent her it, I picked it up and there was a little card on it. I didn't read it though.

That would've been invading her privacy.

Yellow means love everlasting. I thought that it probably was from Kenny.

And so, I stood there, waiting for Mia, the yellow rose in my hand.

Then, I saw Mia. And my heart started pounding considerably harder.

She saw me and her eyes widened. Was she surprised to see me?

"Here. This just fell out of your locker," I said, handing her the rose. She just sort of stared at the rose and up at me.

"Well? What's the verdict?" I said, hoping to pick things up. She just stared at me blankly.

I started feeling extremely self-conscious again.

"What did you get in Algebra?" I said slowly. She looked down at her computer printout, which listed her grades. I waited patiently. Er, well, as patiently as I could.

The biggest grin appeared on Mia's face and that's when she threw her arms around me.

Her hair smelled really good.

Oh, God. I'm talking about how her hair smells now.

"Wheeeeeee!!!!!" Mia exclaimed. I was a bit startled but I slowly wrapped my arms around her waist.

Wow, I wished that moment would never end.

Hugging Mia felt so…well, so right.

Too bad that it did end.

Friday, December 19, outside of the Winter Carnival

Mia hates me.

No, she despises me.

Not only does she not love me, she probably hates me more than anyone, anything, right now.

When the Winter Carnival started, everything was going well. Actually, more than well.

Everyone loved the Computer Club's computer program. And I mean loved.

Everyone was having fits of laughter over it. That made me feel pretty good.

That feeling is long gone.

I was standing next to one of the computers when I saw Mia with that Tina girl.

"Come on up!" I exclaimed, and they did, which caused a loud stir of groans and grumbling.

I was thinking, It's now or never, Moscovitz.

"Here, Mia, sit at this one," I said, pulling out a chair in front of the computer monitor which, of course, my computer program for her was on.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Judith asked. I shrugged it off.

"No, that's okay. I have a special one for her."

A really special one.

As she was sitting, I sort of watched her head. The screen flickered, the program not having started yet.

I sort of thought that maybe, just maybe, Mia would tell me that she loved me after seeing the program.

And then we would possibly kiss.

Wow, I was being really hopeful.

The screen flickered again and, my heart pounding furiously, the castle finally appeared.

I felt like passing out…

Mia sat there, staring at the screen. She obviously, hopefully, liked it. Or so I thought.

Then, a banner waved across the screen. And written in gold leaf was my poem:

Roses are red

Violets are blue

You may now know it

But I love you, too

She screamed and jumped, knocking her chair over behind her. Everyone started laughing.

But I didn't. My face had grown terribly pale (even more than usual), I was afraid.

She grabbed Tina's arm, tears running down her eyes, and made her way past the crowd. I watched her walking away…away from me…

"Mia!" I called.

Then, I saw Kenny grab Mia's arm. Tina walked away and, my heart sinking, I saw them talk.

Probably about the dance. And how much they liked each other.

How could I have been so stupid?!

I actually thought that Mia might like me!

But no, she runs off crying, like I had imagined.

Only it felt a hundred times worse when it actually happened, instead of just thinking about it.

I watched as they talked and with all of the force I could, looked away.

"I'm going to go," I mumbled to Judith and ran outside, where I am right now.

I hate my life.

Friday, December 19, the apartment, 5 p.m.

I've called Mia four times.

But she hasn't been picking up.

I don't blame her.

I'd hate me too.

Saturday, December 20

All I ever wanted was to fall in love and be loved back.

That may sound odd coming from a seventeen—almost eighteen—year old guy but it's true.

And, last night, the second part of that dream actually came true.

I was sitting in my room, staring up at the Andromeda on my ceiling when the phone rang.

I, of course, dove for the phone, hoping it might be Mia.

Maybe you can imagine my disappointment when it was Lilly.

But, then maybe you can imagine my pure joy that Lilly wanted to tell me that Mia had come to the dance.

And that she had broken up with Kenny.

I changed into my penguin suit as fast as I could, not having much time.

Then, I literally ran to AEHS, which is a few blocks away from the apartment.

I ran into the dance and saw Mia's head. Lars looked like he was about to get up when he saw me.

I was completely out of breath, snow was covering my hair, and my bow tie was…untied.

Mia turned around and looked completely shocked.

Repulsed, I thought.

"I didn't think you were coming," I said. Her face was now bright red.

"Well, I almost didn't."

"I called you a bunch of times, only you wouldn't come to the phone," I said, breathing deeply.

"I know," Mia said in her sweet, wonderful, light, beautiful voice.

"Mia," I said, looking right into her amazing gray eyes. "With that thing today. I didn't mean to make you cry."

"It didn't. I mean, it wasn't that. It was something Kenny said."

"Yeah, well, I heard you two broke up," I said. She didn't say anything.

"The thing is," I went on. "I knew it was you. Who was leaving those cards."

"You did?" Mia asked, her voice quivering. Tears slowly built up in her eyes. I felt my insides squirming.

I couldn't bear to watch her cry.

"Of course I did," I said, slightly impatiently. "Lilly told me."

"Lilly told you? How did she know?"

"I don't know. Your friend Tina told her, I guess. But that's not important." She looked around the gym, her eyes on Lilly and Tina.

"I'm going to kill them," I heard her murmur.

I reached out and gave her shoulders a light shake. "Mia," I said. "It doesn't matter. What matters is that I meant what I wrote. And I thought you did, too." I could feel my heart practically pounding out of my chest, it was that hard.

"Of course I did."

"Then why did you freak out like that today during the Carnival?"

"Well, because…because…I thought…I thought you were making fun of me," Mia stammered.


And that's when I did it.

I leaned down and kissed her lips.

And she kissed back.

We spent the rest of the night slow dancing, until Lilly came up and said, "Come on you guys, it's snowing so hard, if we don't leave now, we'll never get home."

And then we kissed good night on her stoop, even doing a bit of kissing of the French variety.

With Lars complaining that he was getting cold.

And now, Mia's on a plane and I won't see her until the end of winter break.

It doesn't really matter though.

It's as if everything is absolutely perfect.

And it is.

It really is.


A/N: I honestly loved writing through Michael's point-of-view. The story is over and I will soon have a new story (well, one-shot fic) up by tomorrow (it'll be called You. Yes. You.). Please review and maybe you could give me ideas for my next story. He he.