He Calls Me Harmony

Chapter twenty five: Hello August Moon

The gift of acceptance given to me by the Jackson family, was overwhelming. This experience gave me a fresh outlooks on my own family's vacillate chaos. Spending a weekend with them became a pivotal point in my life as an acceptance of change and of love.

My newfound excursions include, but are not limited to, mending relationships and defining a new one. Michael and I have yet to recapture what occurred at the park two days before. It actually frightens me. I know he walked away heavy in heart. I regret my decision because I am aware that Michael put every ounce of heart and thought into his proposal. It has ran through my mind constantly on rewind. For the past two nights his words have seemingly found their commonplace in my mind."Harmony?", "Hmm?", I replied leaning on his shoulder. "Remember the day i called you my princess?", I nod. "Vaguely but yes", He takes in a deep breath. I sit up worriedly. "What is it Michael?", He reaches into his pocket. "Well i want you to be my princess officially"..

When I awake I cringe at my mirage. Is it guilt? Michael seemed comfortable with my silence after talking with his mother. I know that my dreams are telling me something. I do not specifically know what that something is. Can I find my answer in Michael? Is He the missing piece of my woolgathering mind? I know I must find out. Now that my mind is fixated on this decision, my next question is how will I execute my plan and project this to Michael in a way that will not touch too much on the still sensitive subject of engagement. I am what one would calling a 'terrible  strategist'. My tangibility of compiling a well provisioned plan of query, is about as tangible as a brick; that is not very tangible. I was so consumed in thought that I did not here my cellphones ringer going off. I quickly stray away from my dorm room desk in search of the pesky device. I spot it on my bed flashing and vibrating in a irritant like combination. I finally get my hand's on it and end the noise by answering the call.

"Hello?"
"Hey Harmony... it's Michael.",
"Oh, Well hello there!"

"Ha-ha hey. I called to ask you something. ",
"And what is those something my good fellow? "
"Ha-ha, My question to my lady is..Would you like to take a stroll in the park with a lad like me?",
"Hmm. At this hour?"
"Yes my dear at this hour. Would you like to view the August moon with me on this cool night?",
"I cannot think of anything I would rather do."
"Great! Meet me there in five.",
"Okay will do. And Michael? "
"Yes?",
"You broke character too soon "
"Well for that my lady, I do sincerely apologize. ",
"Well then my good fellow I bide you ado until the sky turns it's darkest hue of blue."
"Well okay my lady I will be waiting in the spotlight of the moon."

After ending my call with Michael, those beautiful butterflies return to my stomach. Meeting Michael at the community park again reminds so much of Gary. I stand up away from my bed and glance in the mirror that stood high on the wall across the room. I took a long glance at the girl in the mirror who is transforming into a woman day by day. I slowly transfer my thoughts back on Michael's and I arranged meeting. Grabbing a light jacket and a pair of comfortable original black and which chuck's. With butterflies in my stomach and a world wind of conjuring thoughts in my mind, I exited my dorm in search of my 'good fellow'. I decided to squeeze in a choice of walking compared to my usual bus riding for the night (mostly because bus services stop at 12 a.m). My plan of query has long left my mind and was in turn replaced with the blissful thought of being with Michael. As I maneuvered my way from my still like campus onto the calming streets of California, I could not help but stop and take my sleeping city in. It is really not asleep but on a pause button. For a city filled with a combustion of dreams and disappointments Encina is undoubtedly the most calmest city of all California. Once my moment of city admiration ended, I found myself at the entrance of the park. From there as ventured through the dark; stumbling along the way. I finally spot Michael in the light of the nearby lamppost. A smile emerges upon my face as I approach him (still stumbling along the way). The closer I get to him the more the butterflies churn inside my stomach. "Hello there!",  I exclaimed stopping behind Michael. I hear a sweet soft chuckle before Michael turns on his heels facing me. I flash an even wider smile of elation. "Hello my favouritest woman in the world ", I raise my right eyebrow in question. "Favouritest? ", He nods like a small self assured child. I giggle. "Only you would make up such a word.", He chuckles in response grasping for my hand. I allow him to take it. "Can I show you something Harmony? ", He asked as we began walking through the malt of what looked like a swing set. I nod in response. As we walk through the malt my plan of query seeped through into my thoughts. I once again push it to the outermost layer of my mind. When I do find my way back to reality, Michael was in the middle of presenting his newfound love for the view of the sky. Knowing that I can no longer hold in my wandering inquisitions, I decide to act on them. "Michael? ", I interrupted as we sat down on the malt. He turns his gaze from the sky to me. His Burgundy flannel brought out his brown doe like eyes as He looked at me. "Hmm? ", He finally replied with a hum in his tone. I fiddle with my hands. "I just want to let you know... I want to let you know that my silence was golden.", I glance up at him. "And it still is.", I added with growing intensity in my eyes. Michael breaks our stare and glances up at the sky again. I sigh And squeeze his hand. "I know it hurts. But I never said yes nor did I say no.", He remains silent.  "Michael? Say something...Please", I said softly. He exhales slowly before ending his silence. "My mother told me to be patient with love. That is what I will do. I love you Harmony, therefore I will patiently wait.", He points to the sky. "Remember when I said The August moon is a very lucky moon?", I nod. "Well, let's make a wish together.",  I smile. I never really noticed how superstitious Michael was until now. "Okay. What do we wish for?", He frees his hand from my grip and places it over my heart. "Listen to the greatest conscious in life.", He whispered referring to my heart. I take in a deep breath.

"Okay I am ready", I exhaled. Michael takes my hand again. "On the count of three. ", Michael whispered scooting closer to me. "One...", He turns to me. "Two...", He cups the side of my face with his free hand. I close my eyes awaiting his next move. "Three... ", He breathed against my face. Soon enough his lips were on mine. I sigh happily while still trying to concentrate on my wish. When our kissed came to a sudden end my eyes flutter open. Michael's warm smile greeted me once I regained my full eyesight. "It is getting late I should get you home.", I shake my head. "Michael... Let me make your wish come true.", I gently grab for his face. "Can I?", He nods. I press my lips against his gently. I want him to feel my love for him. A simple kiss, like a simple photograph, can tell of many things that verbally one cannot. When I break the kiss, I search Michael's eyes to see if my decision is the right one. Michael awaits patiently. "Yes...I will.", I finally whispered ending the anticipation that was brewing. Michael's facial expression changes completely. Where there once laid a curvy smile, now stood a slightly a gaped mouth and a lone trickling tear. "Michael? Michael what is it?", I slowly remove my hand's from his face. His facial expression continues it's transformation. A smile finally creeps it's way onto it. Suddenly he stands up pulling me up with him into a tight hug. I giggle as he spins us in a full circle. When he set's me down, He instantly drops to one knee. "I want to ask you properly... I know we are young, but it is a beautiful night. And by the look in your eye, I know now is the time to ask again.. Joya Jessica Riley, will you do me the honour of being my forever princess?", He asked taking the same blue box from His pocket. At this moment I could have never believed this to be true. Any moment I will wake to my roommate Alexandria complaining about yet another one of her many life crusades. Tears are flowing from my eyes as I think of that simple three letter word. Instead I nod. Michael smiles while sliding the ring onto it's designated finger. With a tender kiss on my hand, Michael rises and gives me his beautifully infamous smile. "I love you Joya.", He wipes away my stray tears. "I love you too Michael. ", with those little word's said I am sure that under this August moon, our future never seemed any more brighter nor beautiful...

To Be Continued...