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Black and white by Stacey bell chapter 3

Novel By: Dolphin198818

Tragic love story. View table of contents...



Submitted:May 14, 2012    Reads: 10    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

Chapter 3

When Sarah and Michelle arrived at home; Sarah rushed in the house, took off her shoes, and rushed up stairs. She wanted to write in her journal about the day that she had, and about Michael. She couldn't stop thinking about him.

"Dinner will be in a couple of hours!" yelled Michelle as Sarah ran up the stairs and into her room. Sarah didn't have time to answer Michelle, so she closed the door when she ran into her room, and grabbed her journal that was in her night stand beside the bed. She began writing about her day.

Dear diary,

The day started off horrible. No one would talk to me, and clearly everyone hated me because I was white. Well, everyone except for Michael. He is this cute boy that said hi to me, and showed me to my classes. He is on the football team and is the star quarterback. He is very nice and very cute, and I think that he likes me, and I know that I definitely like him. All in all, it turned out to be a pretty good day.

P.S. Love you mom and dad……miss you very much!!!!


Sarah finished writing in her journal and put it back in the nightstand. She pulled her math book from her book bag, and began her homework.

A couple of hours in to her homework; her phone rang. She laid her pen down, and grabbed her phone lying on the bed beside her. She looked at the number, but didn't know who it was, so she answered it.

"Hello?" asked Sarah.

"Hey, it's Michael; I was just wondering if you still wanted to hang out later?" he asked curiously. He was laying on his bed listening to his radio.

"Yeah, I just have to finish my homework, and then I'll be ready," replied Sarah happily.

"Ok, everyone is going to the movies and then getting something to eat," explained Michael. Sarah thought about it, when Michael said that everyone was going to be there. If Crystal was going to be there with her friends, then she didn't want to go, just to be stared at all night.

"What do you mean by everyone is going to be there?" asked Sarah.

"All the guys and the girls," replied Michael. Sarah paused before talking and thought about the situation.

"I don't know if I want to go if Crystal is going to be there. I don't want to be stared at all night," explained Sarah when she finally talked.

"I told you don't worry about them. I'll be there, so she won't say anything to you," said Michael convincingly.

"Alright," sighed Sarah.

Before hanging up the phone, she told Michael where she lived and what time she was going to be done with her homework. When they hung up, Sarah began to finish her homework, and Michelle walked in.

"Dinner should be ready in a few minutes," said Michelle as she wiped her hands off on her apron. Sarah seen that Michelle was wearing a little sun dress, with white high heels, and her hair was in a ponytail. Sarah thought that she was dressed like one of those 1950s house wives.

"Oh, ummm…a friend just called and wanted me to hang with them tonight, and I said that I would," explained Sarah. Sarah was waiting to get yelled at, since it was Monday night and a school night, but what Michelle said next surprised her.

"Ok, that's fine, just be home around ten," said Michelle.

"Ok," said Sarah. She was happy that her aunt was letting her go out, especially on a school night. Her parents never let her go out on a school night.

"Oh, did you finish your homework?" asked Michelle as she stopped in the doorway and turned to Sarah.

"Yeah, I just have a few more math problems and a few more other things to do, and then I'll be done," replied Sarah.

"Ok, as long as you have your homework done, then you can go," said Michelle. Sarah smiled at Michelle and Michelle smiled back at her, before walking out and closing the door.

Sarah didn't tell Michelle that she was hanging out with Michael; because she didn't know how she would take it that he wasn't white. So, Sarah finished her homework, and just in time to. She looked over at her clock, sitting on the night stand, and it read seventy-thirty, which was the time that Michael was suppose to be there. Sarah hurried and fixed her hair and makeup, and heard Michael pull in her driveway, as she rushed down the stairs. She told her aunt and uncle goodbye before leaving, and grabbed her purse and rushed out the door.


"Thanks for inviting me," said Sarah as Michael drove down the road. Sarah was sitting in the passenger's side seat, as she watched Michael as he drove; she had her purse lying on her lap.

"Sure, no problem," said Michael. The rest of the car ride was quiet, till they pulled up at the movie theatre. As Sarah looked at the building, she had seen that it was like any other movie theatre. It had the movies that were playing on the screen above the building, and it had doors so people can go in and out.

When Sarah went to get out of Michael's truck, she had seen Crystal and her posse of friends standing on the sidewalk, waiting for everyone to arrive. The rest of the football team was already there as well.

"Are you sure this is okay?" asked Sarah nervously. She had the door opened, but was still sitting in the passenger's seat.

"Yes, it's fine," said Michael as he shut the truck off. Michael got out, followed by Sarah and Crystal just gave her the evilest look that she could.

"What is she doing here?" whispered Crystal to one of her friends.

"I don't know, but Michael looks like he has forgotten all about you, and has moved on to her," whispered Jennifer. Jennifer was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, with a nice black dress shirt, and her hair was in curls. She had been friends with Crystal since kindergarten.

"We'll just see about that," said Crystal to Jennifer. Crystal walked up to Michael to talk to him. She was wearing her short black dress, with black high heels, and her boobs were about to pop out. She had her hair down and straightened.

"What, Crystal?" asked Michael when she approached.

"What's wrong with you? I just wanted to know if you wanted to sit with me when we watched the movie?" asked Crystal curiously.

"No, I came with Sarah, and that's who I'm going to sit with," replied Michael.

"Alright, geez," said Crystal. She gave Sarah a dirty look before storming over to her friends. The guys came over to see what was going on.

"What was that all about?" asked Devin. Sarah seen that Devin was a little shorter than Michael, and wasn't as buff. Like Michael, he was wearing hi letter jacket and a nice dress shirt with tan pants and black dress shoes. Sarah felt really under-dressed, because she was wearing the same clothes that she had on at school. She looked over and seen that the girls were talking about her, and her clothes.

"Nothing, Crystal is just trippin," said Michael.

"Oh, well, we need to go because the movie starts at six-thirty, and we have five minutes to find our seats," explained Devin.

"Ok, we'll be right there," said Michael. He watched the others walk in to the movie theatre, and looked over at Sarah, and seen that something was wrong. When Michael looked down at Sarah to talk to her, he had seen that she was crying.

"What's the matter?" asked Michael worriedly. He wiped away the tears that where rolling down her face.

"No one likes me, and they clearly don't want us to be together," cried Sarah.

"That's not true, they like you. The guys are the ones who wanted me to ask you to come with us," explained Michael sympathetically.

"But the girls don't," cried Sarah.

"Who cares what the girl's think. You have me and that's all that you need," said Michael. He laid his hands, gently, on Sarah's cheeks and brushed away her tears with his thumbs, before reaching in and kissing her. The kiss lasted for a couple of minutes before Devin interrupted them.

"The movie is starting," said Devin from the entrance of the theatre. Sarah was to taken away to speak or notice Devin speaking. The kiss was very good. Sarah thought that he had the softest lips, and was very gentle. What she didn't know was why did he kiss her?

"Oh, ok," said Michael when he jumped and turned to see who was talking. Devin walked back in the theatre, as they just stood there looking at each other. When Sarah came to, she had seen that Michael was smiling at her, so obviously he liked the kiss to. "Come on, we're going to be late." He gently took Sarah's hand and they walked into the theatre to watch the movie.

Through the whole movie, Sarah thought about nothing, but the kiss. She really liked Michael from the first time that she seen him today. From that kiss, Sarah knew that she wanted to spend her whole life with him.

"Did you like the movie?" asked Michael when the lights came on. When Sarah came to, she noticed that the credits were rolling and everyone was getting up to leave.

"Huh? Oh yeah, sure," lied Sarah. She didn't remember any of movie, since all she could think about was Michael and the kiss. Michael was standing in front of Sarah, so she took her hand and walked her out. Crystal was watching the whole thing. She couldn't believe that Michael would actually date a white girl.

"Crystal, are you coming?" asked Jennifer from the entrance way.

"Umm, yeah, I'm coming," said Crystal as she stared at Michael and Sarah talking to each other in the corner and holding hands. Crystal finally stopped staring and stormed out. She was having a really rough time with this; she thought if she couldn't have Michael, then no one can. She walked off with her posse as she thought of a way to get Michael back, and away from Sarah.


When Sarah and Michael arrived at the restaurant, Michael parked the truck, and turned it off. He then just sat there and stared out the window.

"What's the matter?" asked Sarah. She was wondering why they were just sitting there. Sarah looked out the truck window, and seen the others walking in.

"I was thinking about the kiss. In fact, I couldn't stop thinking about you all day, today. Ever since you walked by me in the hall; I couldn't get you out of my head," explained Michael. He was looking at Sarah, waiting for her to say something. Sarah was looking into his eyes, and felt that he really meant what he was saying. She too, felt the same way that he did,

"I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't know how you felt or if you felt the same way," said Sarah. Michael looked at her and smiled. He was happy that she felt the same way as him. He wanted to tell her how he felt, but there was no right moment until now.

"I'm so glad that you feel the same way. I was so nervous about telling you that I wasn't going to tell you," smiled Michael. He was so nervous what she was going to say, when he told her how he felt. The truth is; Michael never felt like this about anyone. Not even Crystal when they where dating. When he was with Sarah; he thought that his life was complete and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. When he wasn't with Sarah; he was wondering what she was doing and if she was thinking about him too. Michael stared in to Sarah's eyes before leaning in and kissing her. This time when they kissed, they both felt sparks. Sarah wanted to keep kissing him forever and never stop.

Sarah finally put her hands on Michael's chest and gently pushed him away. "How are we going to do this?" asked Sarah. She thought since he was black and she was white, there was no way that her aunt and uncle where going to let them be together. Crystal also was not going to let them be together.

"What do you mean?" asked Michael. He had one hand on the steering wheel as he was leaning into Sarah. Sarah's hands where still on his chest, holding him away so that they could talk.

"No one wants us to be together. The whole school stared at us because we walked into the cafeteria together and your ex definitely isn't going to let this happen," explained Sarah.

Michael sat back in his seat and drew a breath, when he put his hands on the steering wheel. He honestly forgot about everyone else. When he kissed Sarah; he didn't think about anyone else, but her. He didn't care what anyone thought about them being together. He loved her and she loved him and that's all that matters.

"Listen, Sarah, I love you. I loved you from the first moment that I seen you. And no one is going to tear us apart, because we love each other too much. Besides; who cares what other people think, and what color our skin is. We're both the same inside," said Michael. Michael was looking deep into Sarah's eyes and Sarah was looking back into his eyes. She knew that he was speaking from his heart. He really loved her and he wasn't going to let anything happen between them.

"I love you too," said Sarah. "I just don't want anything to happen to us or to you."

"Nothing is going to happen to us. No little stares or talking is going to make me from stop seeing you." Michael paused and looked out the window before talking again. "Why don't we blow off the restaurant and we can hang out at my place, away from everyone?" he suggested.

"Ok," said Sarah before she knew it. Michael turned to her and stared at her before leaning in and kissing her. He then, started the truck and drove toward his place.


When they arrived at Michael's place, Sarah scoped out his house. She saw that the house was one story and was surrounded by woods. The nearest neighbor had to be about five miles away. The house wasn't that fancy, like Sarah's aunt's house, but it was nice. They had a two stall garage, like Sarah's aunts', but it wasn't the same color. The house and the garage had white siding and a dirt driveway. By the looks of things, Sarah seen that Michael's parents weren't home.

"Your parent's aren't home?" asked Sarah curiously.

"Nope, they are gambling and won't be home till Sunday," replied Michael, when he helped Sarah out of the truck.

"Oh, ok," said Sarah as she stepped out of the truck. Michael could see the nervous look on Sarah's face.

"Don't worry, everything is going to be fine," said Michael.

"What? I'm fine," lied Sarah. She didn't know why she was so nervous. Just because his parent's weren't home, didn't mean that they were going to do anything. Besides, she had promised her parent's before they died, that she wouldn't have sex with a guy unless they were married.

"I could tell that you where nervous, but don't worry because we're not ready to go to that step yet. I really like you and I don't want anything to ruin this, even if it's sex," explained Michael. Sarah smiled at him. She was happy that he was going to take it slow, and not pressure her into having sex. Michael took Sarah by her hand, and walked with her to his house.

"Wow, this is nice," gasped Sarah when Michael closed the door behind them.

"Thanks, my mom done the decorating," explained Michael. Sarah went to walk forward, but Michael put his arm out to stop her. Sarah looked at him confused. "Sorry, it's just that my mom doesn't like anyone wearing shoes on the hardwood."

"Oh, yeah my aunt is the same way," said Sarah. She took off her sandals and Michael began to show her around. Michael grabbed Sarah by the hand before showing her around.

"Ok, this is the living room," Michael began. Sarah seen that they walked right into the living room from the doorway. The living room had a tan colored rug, white walls with family portraits on them, a TV. in the corner of the room, with all the latest technologies. "Now that you have seen the living room, I'll show you the rest of the house."

Michael walked Sarah down the hallway. "To the right, we have you standard kitchen and the dining room is to your right." Sarah had to look into the doorways to see the rooms. "The bathroom is a couple of feet down the hall." He started to walk down to the end of the hall, to two more rooms. "To the right, is my parents bedroom and this is my room." Michael ushered Sarah in his bedroom. Before walking in, Michael gave Sarah time to look around.

She seen that the walls where painted blue, with posters of his favorite sports teams. Sarah figured, he must love football because that's all the posters that where hanging on the walls. He had a computer desk in the corner of the room, with his laptop sitting on it, and his homework spread out everywhere. He had a small television sitting on top of his dresser. His twin sized bed was in the middle of the room, beside the night stand.

"Like the room?" asked Michael when he walked in behind her.

"Yeah, it's pretty cool," replied Sarah. She thought that it was pretty neat for a guy, all but the mess on his desk.

"My mom yells at me if I don't keep everything all nice and neat," said Michael when he walked over and sat down on the bed. Sarah leaned up against the door.

"Yeah, my aunt and uncle are the same way," said Sarah. It was quiet for a couple minutes, before Michael spoke.

"You can come and sit down beside me, I don't bite," said Michael trying to act innocently. Sarah didn't move for a few minutes. Sarah thought that he wasn't going to pressure her into having sex, but she really liked him, and she knew that he wouldn't pressure her into doing anything she didn't want to do. So, she finally decided to go and sit beside him, and if anything was going to happen, she would stop him. "So, why did you move to Alabama?"

"What?" Sarah asked. She was not expecting that question. She was expecting a question about her sex life, but not why she moved to Alabama.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you," said Michael.

"Huh?" asked Sarah confusedly. She didn't know why she was apologizing to her.

"You're crying," replied Michael.

"Oh," said Sarah. She quickly brushed the tears off and trying to hold more back. Michael felt bad, because he didn't mean to make her cry. Sarah also couldn't believe that she was crying because he asked her that question.

"I just figured since you moved with your aunt and uncle that something happened with your parents, but I didn't mean to bring up a sore subject," said Michael sadly.

"No, it's not your fault. I guess if we're going to go out, I have to tell you sooner or later," said Sarah. "A couple of weeks ago, my parents died in a car accident and that's why I had to move here." Michael just stared at her and didn't know what to say. He felt sorry for her because she had lost both of her parents and had to move to a new place and to a new school. Sarah couldn't help, but cry. She missed her parent's so much, and there was so much that she wanted to tell them, especially about Michael. Michael couldn't say anything but hold her as she cried. "I'm sorry for crying; I just miss them so much." Michael had got up and walked over to his desk, to grab Sarah a tissue, so she could wipe her tears.

"You don't have to apologize about crying. It's ok to cry and let it all out," said Michael reassuringly. As Sarah wiped her tears, Michael stared down at his class ring and thought. He knew that this was out of the blue, but he had to ask her. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, and didn't want to lose her. He also wanted her to feel like someone care about her and that she wasn't alone, since her parent's had died. He walked over to Sarah, and took her hands before kneeling down in front of her.

"What are you doing?" asked Sarah with tears in her eyes.

"Sarah, I love you and you love me. And I think that it was your parents that brought you here and to me. I think that it was fate, and if fate wants us to be together, then there's nothing left to do, but," began Michael as he let go of Sarah's hands, and took off his class ring to put on her ring finger. "Sarah, will you marry me?"

Sarah was taken back. She didn't expect him to ask her to marry him, especially since they just ran into each other in the hall today. But she thought that if she loved him and that he obviously loved her, than there is no other way to show it.

"Yes," Sarah finally said. Michael let out a breath and smiled before putting the ring on her finger. After putting the ring on, he picked her up and kissed her. "But who's going to marry us?"

"I have a cousin who is a preacher and is Catholic. He can marry us right now if I call him," said Michael. He reached into his pants pocket, and got his cell phone to call his cousin. He walked out into the hall to talk, as Sarah was left alone to think about what just happened.

Sarah couldn't believe that she was going to get married. Ever since she had lost her parents, she thought that she would never find happiness again. But maybe Michael was right and it was her parent's that brought them together, even though they had to die. Maybe this was God's plan and how it was suppose to be for them.

Sarah touched Michael's class ring, that was on his finger and thought some more. What are her aunt and uncle going to say when they find out? She loved Michael with all of her heart, but there was no way that they were going to let her stayed married to him. If he was white, than she wouldn't have to worry about the whole skin color thing; they would get married and live happily ever after, but it wasn't that easy.

"But it's never easy, life isn't easy; if it were easy, than my parents would be here and I would be back at home, with them. I love Michael and he loves me and I am going to marry him and no one isn't going to ruin that," she whispered to herself.

Just then, Michael walked in, with a smile on his face. "Ok, he'll do it."

"Good," smiled Sarah. She was really happy that they decided to get married. With all the thoughts that she had before Michael rushed in, went away. She wanted to be with him forever and no one else. Michael checked his watch before speaking.

"We have to leave now, though. He lives in Birmingham, which is three hours from here, and we'll just make it before he leaves," explained Michael quickly.

"But I have a curfew and my aunt and uncle worry if I'm not home on time," said Sarah.

"Well, you can call them on the way, and make up some kind of excuse," explained Michael.

"Alright, let's go and get married," said Sarah happily.

Before leaving town, Michael found a store where they are opened all night and rented a tux. It wasn't nothing fancy; just the original thing. Sarah found a nice white dress for cheap at the same store and bought it with the money that her parents had left for her.

"Ok, I think we're ready," said Michael, once they were in his truck.

"Yes, I think we are," Sarah agreed. With that said, Michael started up his truck and they drove to Birmingham to get married.

On the way there, Sarah called her aunt and told her that she would be late because the movie wasn't over yet and she told her that that was fine. So, Sarah hung up her phone, and held her wedding dress till they arrived at the church.


When they arrived at the church, Sarah got out of the truck and looked up at the church. She seen that it was bigger than her old church that her and her parents used to go to. It had Jesus standing in the front yard with his hands out right with his disciples. She was startled when Michael took her by the hand.

"You ready?" he asked happily.

"Yes," replied Sarah as she smiled up at him.

"Ok, here we go, then," smiled Michael as he wrapped her hand around his and walked her into the church.

When they walked in, Sarah thought that the church looked just as beautiful as it did on the outside. There where pews on each side of them as they walked down the aisle and she could see the priest standing by the altar waiting for them to approached. Sarah seen that the windows had paintings from the bible on them and some Jesus paintings hanging on the wall, as well.

"Hi Michael," his cousin said when they approached him. His cousin was shorter than Michael and had no hair. He was very well behaved; well he had to be since he was a priest, Sarah thought. He also didn't seem to care that Sarah was white and Michael was black.

"Hey James," said Michael.

"You must be Sarah," said James as he held out his hand to shake hers. Sarah shook his hand, and then let it go before speaking.

"Yes," she said.

"Well, if you two are ready, you can go to the bathrooms and get changed," said James.

"Alright," said Michael. Since Michael had been at the church plenty of times with his parents for Sunday services, he knew where everything was. So, he showed Sarah to the woman's bathroom before going to the man's bathroom, which was right across the hall.

Sarah hung her dress up on the back of the bathroom stall before getting undressed and slipping it on. The dress was white and went down to her knees. She has also bought a pair of white high heels and a purple bouquet.

Since the drive was three hours and she only called her aunt that one time, Sarah didn't realize the hundred missed calls and messages that her aunt and uncle had left her, because the phone was on silent and in her purse.

Sarah looked in the mirror one last time before she walked out.

"I wish my parents where here, so they could see me get married," said Sarah sadly as she looked in the mirror. As she stared in the mirror, tears began to roll down her cheeks and she closed her eyes. When she opened them, she saw her mom and dad standing beside her, smiling. Sarah couldn't believe what she was seeing. Was she having hallucinations, or was this really real? To answer her question, her mom turned her around and hugged her. Sarah began to cry, loudly.

"Mom, I missed you," she said as her mom let her go and she turned to her father so he could hug her. "I missed you to."

"I am so proud of you," said Sarah's father after hugging her. This made Sarah cry even more.

"Proud of me for what?" she asked through tears. Sarah's mom, walked over beside her father before answering.

"For everything, we're always proud of what you do," said her mom as she smiled at her.

"So you're not mad at me for marrying Michael?" asked Sarah.

"Of course not, who do you think sent him to you. We only want you to be happy," explained her mom.

"I am happy, Michael is really nice and he is there when I need help," said Sarah as she smiled through the tears. Just then, she noticed something bright out of the corner of her eye, and she seen that it was her phone shining through her purse, which meant that she had gotten a text. She routed through the makeup and wallet, before reaching the phone. When she picked the phone up; she seen that it was Michael, and that he was ready for her. Sarah went to tell her parents who it was, but there was no one there.

"Well, wish me luck," she said to the air before grabbing everything and walking out.

When Sarah reached the doorway, she took a deep breath, and opened the doors to walk in. As she walked in, she laid her purse down on the last pew, and took hold of her bouquet and began to walk down the aisle.

When Michael seen her, he could not keep her eyes off of her. She thought that she looked like an angel and knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. Sarah smiled at him and thought the same thing.

"Before I start, are you sure that you want to do this?" asked James when Sarah arrived at the altar.

"Yes," they both said quickly.

"Ok, we can get started. Do you two have vowels that you wanted to say?" asked James.

"I do," said Michael.

"Yes, I do too," said Sarah.

"Ok, Michael, you can go first," said James.

"Alright," began Michael as he reached, nervously, into his pants pocket and pulled out a paper towel. "I just wrote these in the bathroom, so this was all I could find," he said nervously. The priest and Sarah laughed. "Ok, Sarah, I know that we just met, but it feels that I knew you my whole life. I don't want to live without you. I want to spend my whole life with you and I want to have a family with you, because I love you." Tears began to roll down Sarah's cheeks.

Sarah was crying as she began to say her vowels.

"Michael, I love you. Ever since my parents died, I never thought I could love anyone or anything, until I met you. I don't want to spend my life without you to and I love you with all of my heart," Sarah said as tears ran down her cheeks. Michael smiled as James began to speak. All he wanted to was to grab her and kiss her.

"Now that you two have done your vowels, we can begin. Do you have rings?" James asked.

"Yes, I have my class ring that she can wear," replied Michael as he took it off of his finger.

"I don't have a ring for him," said Sarah nervously.

"That's ok, we can get one some other time," said Michael.

"Ok, then, we can still continue. Michael, do you take Sarah to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, until death parts you?" asked James.

"I do," said Michael excitedly. Michael was getting really excited. He had never married anyone before and had never been this in love. He just wanted their lives to start.

"Sarah, do you take Michael to be your lawfully wedded husband? In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, until death parts you?" asked James.

"I do," said Sarah happily.

"Then by the power vested in me, God, and the state of Alabama, I now pronounce you, husband and wife. You may kiss your bride," said James as he smiled.

"Yes!" said Michael as everyone laughed. Michael scooped Sarah up and kissed her, long and passionate. "Thank you, James."

"You're welcome; I hope that you two have a long and happy marriage," said James as he shook both of their hands.

"Oh, we will; no matter what anyone says," said Michael before kissing Sarah again.

Before leaving, James blessed them, and Michael took his new wife's hand and walked out. In that moment, nothing or no one mattered to them, but each other.


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