She's just a brainiac teenage girl flying through high school. He's just a teenage boy who couldn't care less about grades...but loves to make music.
She secludes herself from most people for a good reason, the fear of getting hurt, she knows plent...
"Whatever, I'm not letting this ruin my night. Can you sing to me?"
"Of course, beautiful."
I drift swiftly off to sleep to the sound of Michael's soft raspy voice.
Sophie's POV:
When I had to leave Michael's place on the night of Boxing Day I was so sad, now that we're set to get married I feel a lot more attached to him. So he promised he'd have a surprise set for midnight tonight. I feel like this is my life now, constantly waiting and preparing myself for the next surprise that guy has set for me and I can't say it sounds bad. I got a couple drawings finished over night so I'll be a little ahead when work comes back so I can spend some extra time with Mike before he leaves for tour, that's not saying I've decided not to go with him. But I'll be a little more prepared if I don't, and even if I do, I want to spend as much time with my new fiancée as possible.
I take my phone out and see that's it's already midday. I roll out of bed and go straight to the kitchen, I take out my leftover dinner from last night, for brunch. Just as I go to wash up my bowl, a text message pops up on my phone screen from Michael.
Hey baby, You ready for tonight's surprise? I'll be at your apartment to pick you up at 7:30pm be ready for a great night. Oh and keep an open mind.
I smile at his message but I feel nervous for what he has planned, 'keep an open mind'?? I don't know what to think anymore. I've got till 7 anyway so I finish off the dishes and then slump down on my couch to watch some Markiplier videos...because who doesn't like Markiplier. With his 30 minute long videos, it's 5pm before I know it. I shut down my computer just as the video ends and head into my bedroom to pick out a nice outfit for tonight. I end up settling on a black and white lace-look dress with black sandals that have a small platform-heel.
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Once that's laid out on my bed, I go into the bathroom and have a shower and wash my hair. I get out and wrap my towel around myself, get out my hair dryer and dry my hair thoroughly. I put on my outfit that I picked earlier, brush my hair and pin it up in a bun for now so I can put on some light makeup. I know Michael has always told me that he liked my face the way it is without makeup, but by the seems of it we have the rest of our lives for me to be without makeup so I'm gonna be wearing it on every date...at least a little bit. Once I'm completely ready to go, I head back out to my lounge and sit down to watch another Markiplier video. Michael isn't due for another 30 minutes, I overestimated how long I take to get ready. As if on cue, the video ends and I hear a knock at my door. I quickly check my appearance in my now black computer screen, I unpin my hair and brush it lightly over my shoulders. I make my way over to the door to see Michael. He looks stunning, as per usual, he's dyed his hair blue since it's getting thicker again.
