Gabrielle woke up, on a Tuesday morning, staring at the unceasing rain. She sighed, watching the drops splash against her window. The morning was so peaceful, it was almost scary. Gabrielle wasn’t used to seeing her house so quiet. She rolled in bed, and faced her back to the window. Today was the day she had been dreading for months. She had promised her best friend, Sasha that she would tell Michael her feelings for him on that exact date. Oh, Michael. Gabrielle’s heart leaped just at the thought of Michael. He had sky blue eyes, and a hair so dark, you could mistake it by the night. Gabrielle instead, has platinum blond hair, and brown eyes so beautiful, they turn gold under the light.
Gabrielle always thought how funny it was, that she thought of Michael as her angel. And whenever she did, she remembered the angels Michael and Gabrielle. It suited perfectly. Michael was her everything, her only love in the lonely world. They had been best friends since they were 7 years old. They had met when Gabrielle was playing hide and seek with her friend Sasha, and got lost. She happened to end up in an old house by the lake that was abandoned. But when she went in the house, she found a dark haired, blue eyed boy. She later found out the boy’s name was Michael. Now, she loved him to no end.
So Gabrielle decided she would not be a coward; that she would face Michael, and tell him she was in love with him, no matter how much rejection hurt.
So Gabrielle decided she would get up, shower, eat and got to school. And that was just what she did. She rolled out of bed, and fell to the floor. With a groan, she composed herself and went to her closet to find out an outfit. Once she had found the right clothes she jumped in the shower, letting the hot water wash away her doubts. Once she was fresh, bathed, and dressed, Gabrielle ate her breakfast uneasily, thinking all the while that she was just minutes away from telling Michael her hidden feelings.
She looked at the clock, and noticed she was late for school… again. So she ran out of the house, locked the house’s door, and got in her beaten up car. She took the time from home to school to think how she would tell Michael of her unending love. But the ride was too short, however, and she was soon getting off her old car.
Once she got off the car, she searched everywhere for Michael. But Gabrielle did not get a sign her love was there. Scared, Gabrielle ran around the parking lot, searching for Michael’s sister, Zoey. Gabrielle was able to spot Zoey standing alone, leaning against the door of her brand new car.
“Zoey? Where is Michael?” Gabrielle asked.
“He’s not here, he’s gone, Gabrielle.” Zoey cried. ‘Gone, he’s gone.’ Her world crumpled and died.
“Where, oh where is he?” Gabrielle cried.
“I don’t know, though he left a note. I haven’t read it yet,” Zoey handed the note to Gabrielle, so she would read it for the first and last time. Gabrielle opened the envelope carefully, as though not to rip it.
Dear family and friends; you will not know from me ever again. I decided to run, seeing as my life has something missing: Gabrielle’s love. She is oblivious to my feelings; as always. And I decided it was better that way. For that reason, I’m leaving. This will be the only goodbye; first and only. Please tell Gabrielle I love her. –Michael.
Tears had started flowing from Gabrielle’s eyes. Michael was gone. And he loved her; her. Where could he be? Gabrielle asked to herself. She thought hard of all the places he could be going to; when she had an idea. Of course! It was obvious, really. He was at the House in the lake! Gabrielle ran to the car, letter in hand, and drove as quick as her car would let her. She drove so fast, she was there in the wink of an eye.
Gabrielle, with letter in hand, got out of the car and ran as fast as her legs would let her. When she was approaching the porch she slowed down; until she had stopped in front of the old door. Gabrielle knocked three times, but nobody answered. So Gabrielle knocked again three times, but this time, the door flew open. And there, shining like Gabrielle’s personal sun stood Michael. Oh, Michael, I love you too, thought Gabrielle.
“Gabrielle? Wha-” he stopped himself, noticing for the first time the letter in Gabrielle’s hand. She stepped closer, and raised her hand a little with the letter.
“Is this true?” she asked. With every word, Michael grew more anxious and dejected, waiting for Gabrielle’s response.
“It is,” replied Michael. Gabrielle smiled through tears, and took a step closer to Michael.
“I love you too,” cried she. And with that, Gabrielle threw herself at Michael in his open arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hugged him for dear life.