Part 2 - by Bandbabe

Author's Note: This fic was written in mid-season 1.
Classification: (Michael/Isabel) romance-drama
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot and original characters.

I woke up early that morning. I showered, shaved, and put on that shirt Isabel gave me last Christmas. When I got to school I walked down the hall looking for Isabel with a huge grin on my face. Suddenly I found her. She was looking for me too. Our eyes met. We had an intense longing for each. We walked towards each other like no one else was there.

We were within a few feet from each other when Max pulled me into the Men's room.

"What the heck are you doing?" I demanded angrily.

"Look, I don't know what's going on but cut it out," he said in a super serious tone.

"What?!" I said.

"I went to talk to Isabel this morning and she woke up saying 'Michael'," he said, "You guys are freaking me out."

"Oh, I get it. You're the odd man out. Unless our fourth is a girl you'll never have the feelings. You are j-e-a-l-o-u-s. Jealous," I said.

"What feelings?" he asked.

"Maybe someday you'll know," I said and walked out.

When I left Isabel was standing outside waiting for me. We held hands.

"We better hurry up before we're late to class," she said.

"I hear you," I said in agreement.

"This isn't over yet, Michael," Max said after me.

We walked away on cloud 9.

To Be Continued...

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