Well, christmas came and went rather quickly. Almost in a the blink of an eye. Now, it was May. In only two more months, both Nick and Monica would be high school graduates. Of course they were both equally excited, but Monica was having a hard time dealing with the fact Nick would no longer be a part of her life.
"Hey chica!" Nick yelled to Monica as he placed his chemistry book down on her bed.
"Hey! Aren't we hyper? How can you be so happy? I mean, we have final exams in less then a month! That is enough to stress me out FOREVER!"
Monica said as she chewed on her number two pencil. Nick watched her and laughed. It was like she was getting ready for a war or something.
"Hey, your not a woodchuck, so stop chewing on that pencil! And, can't a guy be happy without having a reason?" Nick opened up his book and started highlighting important information.
The two of them sat in Monica's large room studying for their finals. Nick was highlighting every word, and Monica was jotting down notes. But, her mind was not on finals at all.
"Nick? Can I ask you something?" Monica said slowly.
"Yeah, go ahead." He said as he flipped the book shut.
"After you graduate, ya know? What are you going to do? Are you going on tour?" She asked him.
"Actually yeah! I think that is how our schedule is. We start with the tour. Um, what are you going to do?" Nick asked.
"Absolutely nothing. I really don't know! I mean, I guess probably college. I applied for Uconn, NYU, and Central Florida." She said the last part quietly.
"Wait, what!?" He said.
"Hmm....what?" Monica said.
"Did you say Central Florida? Are you kidding me!!!" Nick said with excitment.
"No, I applied, but I highly doubt I'll get in. It was just a back up college. Well, I really want to go. But, I didn't think I would get in."
"I'm sure you'll get in, Mon! Totally! You will get in! Ah, that is so cool! If you stay down in Orlando, then, then, we can like hang and stuff." Nick said.
"Yeah, I know." She said while smiling.
The real reason Monica applied was she secretly wanted to be close to Nick. Not that she was willing to admit that to him or anything. But, Nick secretly knew. They both liked each other, but for some reason, they were both afraid to admit it.
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Later that evening, once again Brian and Steffany went out together. This was getting kind of depressing for Monica. She wanted to be doing the same thing Steffany was doing. But, she wasn't sure if Nick was the one she wanted to be with. She knew she liked him, but did he like her? Or could they possibly hook up with his career and all? All of these thoughts were running through Monica's head as she watched Nick chop up carrots for the salad they were both going to be having with dinner. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard Nick yell from the kitchen.
"OH SHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIT!!!" He yelled while grabbing his bleeding finger.
Monica ran quickly into the kitchen. "What? What? Oh my god, what?" She said as she frantically looked for the logical explanation for the blood curddling scream.
"LOOK AT WHAT I DID!" Nick yelled as he held up his bleeding finger.
"Ewwww!" Monica said while looking at it closely.
Nick kept on whining about how much it hurt and how he needed a band-aid, Monica thought it was too funny. Nick noticed her laughing.
"Are you finding this funny?" He asked.
"Well, Nick, look! Your a grown male, at 19 years old. And your crying over a tiny little cut on your finger! Yeah, it is sort of commical." Monica said while laughing.
"Well, Fine then! I guess I don't love you anymore!" He said while turning his back to her.
"Come here, Nick! Let's clean it out!" she said while taking him by the hand into the bathroom.
She had him sit on the toilet seat and wait for her to get out the band-aids and dissenfectant. When she walked over to Nick she couldn't help but notice how he had been staring at her. She blushed and he just smiled.
"Yeah, so, let me see please." She said sweetly.
Nick placed his finger in her hand and she got out a cotten ball and drenched it in the dissenfectant. She swiped it on Nick's cut and he cringed from the stinging. Monica bent over and blew on his finger untill the burning feeling went away. When she looked up, her eyes locked with Nick's. It was almost in an instant that their lips met for real this time. Not because of the help of mistle toe. But this was real, fate, destiny, call it what you will. Nick cupped her face with his good hand and Monica held onto the back of his neck.
"Thanks, that is much better." He said while breaking from the kiss.
"I'm glad." She said while standing up.
"Soooo...." Nick said while standing up.
"Soooooooo........." Monica said.
Nick took her hand in his and brought it up to his mouth and kissed it softly. Monica stared into Nick's blue eyes and met with his lips once again.