Chapter 3 "The Comedy of Lies"

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Monday at school the school was buzzing with talk of the prom, even the kids who weren't there were talking about what had happened. A sophomore girl beating the crap out of a senior, the shrew's boyfriend was being paid to take her out, and two seniors who looked like they fell out of the 1500s.

"Morning." Cameron said, rushing to catch up with Michael who was walking towards the school entrance.

"Morning. How was your weekend?" He asked, unable to keep a smile from creeping onto his face.

"Not too bad, went sailing."

"Yeah I bet you did."

"What's with you? You seem… happy…"

"That my friend is the beauty of having a girlfriend."

"Speaking of which…" Cameron smiled, pointing towards Mandella who was walking towards them. "I'll see ya later." He said, turning and walking away.

"Hey… what's wrong?" Michael asked, noticing that Mandella was looking less then thrilled to see him.

"I've been accepted to college."

"And you look depressed about that why?"

"Because it means that I have to move away… and that used to be a big deal because I never had any real reason to be here… but I don't know this seems right between us, doesn't it?" She said, looking at him closely hoping that she wasn't going out on this limb alone.

"It does." He said, giving her a sad smile. "Well there has got to be something we can do, I mean long distance relationships sometimes work. Where were you accepted to?"

"Yale. I'm going to be on the other side of the country."

"Good…"

"Good? But you just said…"

"Will you let me finish? I'm going to be on the other side of the country too."

"What?"

"I'm going to Harvard." Mandella released the breath that she had not realized was being held. She looked up at him with a relieved smile then pulled him down into a kiss.

"Hey do you realize that if all of this had happened with Kat and Bianca then we might not have gotten together." Mandella mused as they walked together to class.

"I don't know about that, it could've happened eventually."

"Uh huh." She grinned, taking hold of his open hand. "Fate, right?"

"Right." By the end of the day Katherine and Patrick had reconciled and word had spread of the "Shakespeare chick" making out with "that guy with the bike." Which just goes to prove that when it comes to love, geek love is the best kind.

Fin.

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