Wallflower

Thirteen

Micah's POV!!!!!!!!

          I watched the television, desperate for Amber. I already missed her. Suddenly, there was an interruption to the show that I was watching. 
         There, standing on the castle balcony, was princess Nia. Her dark hair and dark eyes made me smile. They looked just like Amber's. ". . . She sacrificed so I could be standing here today. And. Micah, thanks for making me feel normal. My life would not be the same without you."
          "Amber!" I screamed at the television. "And Sonya! Why didn't I believe you?!"

          I didn't take any time to think. Grabbing a wad of cash, I ran out the door. 

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Back to Nia/Amber's POV!!

           I sat down on the bed sheets and brushed through my dark hair. I was waiting. "What am I waiting for?" I asked myself. "It's not like Micah's coming back." 
           I walked down the stairs to meet my father for dinner. As I walked into the dinning hall, I was greeted by a mob of boys. All of them seemed to be in royal positions. "Dad? Who are they?" I asked, gesturing to the boys that were all trying to grab the chair so I could sit down. 

          "Well, you said you liked that boy in Evergreen and I realized that it is probably time for you to look for men to get married." He smiled charmingly. "Sit and let's eat." 
          I didn't know what to say. All the boys watched me in silence as I took bite after bite of my chicken. A sudden knock from the door startled me. "Excuse me." I got up and opened the door. 

          Sonya was standing in the doorway. "Nia. There is someone in the entrance hall waiting for you." 

          "What about dinner?" I asked, glancing behind my shoulder.
         "I see you have some company, but I think this is much more important. If I was you, it would be."
          "Okay, Sonya. Excuse me." I slid through the door and took my time getting to the entrance hall, guessing it was some crazy fan who wants to see me, seeing that I was fake dead and all. 

          But turning the corner, I couldn't believe my eyes. 
          Micah.
          I sprinted as fast as my legs could carry me in the red velvet dress I was wearing. I ran into his arms and let them surround me. "Pardon me, princess, but I should probably bow or something, correct?" Micah smiled and I began to laugh. His hand intertwined with mine, and I led him down the hall.