" I want something magical. Something, like your home."
" Well, we can always build you a home."
" No , Michael, that's not necessary. I can get my own home, I just want you to help me with finding a good one."
" Here. There's this really big piece of land that I want to look at." Michael said getting up.
" Empty, land?" I asked in confusion.
" Yes, just come with me."
We drove for a while and came up to this area with flat land and it was all alone down a path. We got out of the car and Michael twirled around like He were in the hills in Sound of Music.
" Michael..? Is there a reason you wanted to come here?" I was confused. Plus I didn't understand why he wanted to just mess around when I needed to find a house.
Michael's POV
This land. It is so big. I could do so much with it. I could make this area have a Ferris Wheel, slides, Merry-Go-Round, theater. Wow. This place is magnificent.
" Jane! Come over here!" She seemed angry so I wanted her to come over.
She slumped over to me. She crossed her arms tapping her foot.
" Isn't this ...breathtaking." I said with a sigh.
She stayed silent.
" Come on..." I said going behind her putting my hands on her shoulders. I peered my head around her shoulder to see her face, but she looked away." Jane....What's the problem?" I turned her chin to me so she'd look at me. Her green eyes were beautiful. Like two shining emeralds. One of the numerous things I find so spectacular in her.
She bit her lip trying to hide her smile.I laughed out my nose." Come on...I know you wanna smile..." I said tickling her and she jerked back.
" NONONONO..." My eyes widened realizing she was really ticklish.
I bit my lip as I walked toward her.
" NOOOO!!!" She screamed running through the plains.
" AHAHAHHHA!" I yelped with laughter.
" MICHAEL JOSEPH JACKSON STOP IT -RIGH-NOW." She said panting. She turned around abruptly and I ran into her knocking us both in the grass. Her on top of me.
We just panted and I moved the pieces of hair out of her face. I put my hand behind her head and I kissed her gently as the fall winds blew across our faces. She smiled and I smiled in return.
" I like it here." She said looking around.
" Me too." I said.
At that moment I realized. Her and I could live here together. We could create that fantasy I've been thinking of this place. Her and I. And that moment I realized what I must do.....
I need to ask her to marry me.

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Girlfriend
Teen FictionJane Markuss is just a 20 year old living the life in NYC and has the perfect boyfriend and works as a designer. All seems perfect, but could it get better, or worse?