Part Seven: Rocky Waters

Stacy had lost this battle. Gen held onto Micheal's hand throughout the day staying close to what was rightfully hers. Stacy looked at them and just tried to plan another way to get them apart. All of her old friends acted weird at first.

"I didn't die you guys, what is the matter?" she asked sitting at their table. All of them looked at Micheal. "I know everything...and I mean everything about him and and that blonde chick. It is cool, we talked about it and I forgave him." she said feeling Micheal slide his hand onto her knee. She shivered at the touch, but she tried not to let it bother her. That night she climbed up Micheal's balcony. Her summer dress blew in the wind as she stood bare foot before knocking on his door. Micheal was half asleep by the time he reached the door and opened it to see her.

"Gen? What are you doing here? It is two in the morning." she smiled pulling him out onto the balcony. He was awake now and noticing the pretty flowing dress she wore. It was bright red and the pale tone of her skin complemented it amazingly.

"To see you." her voice was sweet as she slid her hands down his bare chest to rest on his abdomen.

"This late? You look gorgeous by the way." he smiled a her.

"Yes this late. Thank you." she put her arms around his neck pressing her lips to his. Micheal pulled her close to himself deepening the kiss. If this is what he wanted...then this is what she would give him. He moved to her neck before pulling away.

"What are you doing?"

"Being in love with you." her lips met his again yet her heart was pounding. Micheal led her into his room and shut the balcony door behind them. Gen sat on the bed and waited for him to lock the doors. He came back leaning down and kissing her.