Memories of
Us
Do you remember how it all started? You walked into the
classroom, and Mrs. Morgan introduced you. We had religion
together first block. She assigned Riley to be your buddy for the
day. Later I found out it was "Hello boobs."
"Dude, that's my girlfriend." Remember later that
day, right before lunch? We had reading together, too. You met
Ms. Brennan, and that was the
first real conversation I had with you. I
don't know what came over me, but I openly flirting, right in
front of Riley. "Mmmmm, you're a football boy?"
Riley was getting openly jealous, too. I kept looking at you all
class. Did you notice? The year kept rolling by, and eventually I
didn't really say much to you. You were in Mrs. McDonalds
study skills class, right? Do you remember Maria pulling her
aside, telling her we needed to see her after class? I texted her
from the bathroom. I left art, because I had art with Tony and
Nyon and Mac. They pushed it too far, it was about my family now
too, not just me. I lost it. Crying in the bathroom, she came in
and hugged me. Told me she'd set up a time with Mrs.
McDonald. I went to religion crying after, too. Asking Ms. Morgan
if I could go to guidance. She almost didn't let me. I cried
in front of everyone, and even then she made me sit in the hall
for 10 minutes while Maria convinced her to let us go. Do you
remember that day? That night I got a text, and that was the end
of a great 10 year friendship. It was forwarded around, and AJ
almost got kicked out of school. Yeah, that was my fault. I
remember I was staying after that day, for a volleyball game with
Riley. I cried in Ms. Kelley's room and he just sat there. He
hugged me a little, but he was getting annoyed with me. Life
pressed by again, and it was softball season, baseball season.
Because I was concussion girl, I had to lug most of the equipment
back and forth. So after dragging all the water jugs and bats and
catcher's gear back to the school, I changed and went to the
play. Because I was late I slipped in free, but all the seats
were taken. I walked back, so nervous. You were sitting in the
desk near the gym equipment, so I sat in the one closer to the
bathrooms. You were dating Melanie, and I was there for Alecia.
We couldn't hear a thing, so we talked. You told me your
story, I told you mine. We shared memories, good and bad, and got
hushed a few times from Ms. Rogers. From then on it started,
calls and texting. I was with my grandma at the time, and we
would stay up talking until 3 am. I had nightmares then, too. A
week or so in, you were the star. You died, over and over and
over. I had to watch it, I couldn't wake up. At one point I
refused to sleep. So you woke back up an hour after convincing me
to hang up to see if I was asleep. Even then, you took care of
me. Summer ended, filled with memories. Fights and laughs. You
read stories from youtube over the phone, and sang with me too.
It was an affair over the phone. School started and I was at a
new one, away from the people who almost killed me. Things were
normal, until November. November hit and you came over. It was
freezing and snowy, but we went on a walk. It was extremely cold
but we didn't care. We marched through the trails, all the
way back. You kept offering your hoodie, and I'd zip it back
up. We held hands almost the whole way. That was our first kiss.
Sweet and with chapped lips, I pressed against you and you looked
down and kissed me. We both knew it was coming. We hugged. We
swayed from shivering so you started dramatically dancing with
me. The next day we were a couple. The next we hung out was a
month or two later. We cuddled on the couch, and that was my
first intense kiss. We were in your sisters room, her reading and
us over by the rocking chair. My parents found out we were
dating, and it got better. We saw eachother every weekend. I went
to a family party and met your family, you came to mine. We went
to this years play, and once again sat in the back talking. We
play video games in your basement, and guitar hero in mine. We go
on walks and just sit on the couch doing nothing. You went away
for a month, one of the longest months of my life. And now
you're home. Last night was perfect, with all the hugs and
kisses. I missed you. You hugged me while I ate my pizza, I was a
little awkward because your mom was there but I wished it
wouldn't stop. I like being in your arms. I went to tell your
mom my mom was running late and when I came back down you pushed
me to the wall and just kissed me. How do you go from an 8:00
religon class to us? I love you, so much. You make me smile and
cry and laugh at the same time, all in astonishment at how
someone like you fell for someone like me. But if you're
falling, well, I'm still falling too.