This story will start only as a memory to some, a fast glance into the past, and what people see as just events that took place, but what this is, is not just a simple memory, but a life lived by two individuals. This story begins with an idea, the idea that two people can be together and stay together through problems and situations that would make most people give up and just part and go their separate ways. So I'm going to tell you their story in the hopes that you might listen and learn something about what some people will go through to be together.
On a Thursday morning, everything seemed normal, nothing out of the ordinary for either of the two people, they got up, ate something, got their things ready for school and finally walked to school. Nothing seemed too different for either of the two people, as me being one of the two, I arrived at school a little late but still had time to go to gym, lucky me. That day, I didn't think that anything spectacular was going to happen or anything that might make my day different from all of the rest, but oh was i wrong. After gym I walked to TAG wondering if today was the day that I would finally ask her the question I had been longing to ask her for the past month, a question that would either make my day or end it miserably, a question with two possible outcomes, but a question that the answer was feared. As I walked into the classroom, I saw her sitting on a table talking to one of her friends. I didn't know if I should ask her in class or wait until I saw her standing at her locker afterwards. So as time went by, I grew more and more anxious until suddenly the bell rang. As everyone rushed out the door, I waited just for a little while wondering if what I was about to do was a horrible mistake, but despite wanting to just walk right past her and not say a word, something came over me. I was ready to walk right past her and she would have never noticed me, but for some reason I walked right up to her. As is some strange force wanted me to ask her this question and as if I had no control over what I was about to say, I asked her. I asked her in a very cowardice ,"Maybe, by some chance, would you be interested in going out with me?". To my utter shock, I heard her say "Sure, why not", I couldn't believe it. Here I thought I was going to be rejected, but no, she said yes. I walked away after saying goodbye, she said one more thing to me, something that I will never forget in its own strange way, she said "You know I can't do anything outside of school, right?".
For the next couple of days, I didn't really see or talk to her at all, there were a few short "hellos" if we passed each other in the hall, but that's about it, probably because we were both too shocked about what had just happened. That was the last week of school before spring break, so we both had two weeks to think about the whole thing and piece together what had happened. After a few problems with msn, we started talking. I honestly don't remember what we were talking about, but what I do remember was that whatever we were talking about, we talked a lot. There was this one day we just went on and on and on for 7 hours! What could people possibly talk about for 7 hours? Well, whatever it was, at least we were talking and it made things less awkward for when we got back to school. As the days went by, we learned small things about each other, nothing really too important, but to me, I wouldn't trade those two weeks for anything in the world.
Spring break was over and we were back to school; things were going alright. We started spending more and more time together; we started talking to one another in TAG and every now and then she would spend lunch with me. As it turns out, she was part of a musical in the school "All Shook Up", and when I found out, of course I started going to see the rehearsals, and because Sarah was in it too, Logan came with me most of the time. It was nice to see her even if it was only for a couple of hours and all I did was watch and not talk to her very much (sounds creepy, I know but I just did). There was this one day I know she feels bad for, but i don't know why. I was there till about 6pm and I waited for her to be finished and when she did, like always, after, I walked her up to her locker to get her stuff. After she was done getting her bag out of her locker we walked down the stairs and coming up the hallway was her mom. The thing is, I didn't realize that it was her mom until a couple of seconds later after she started completely ignoring me. I knew she felt bad right then even if it doesn't seem that much, I mean, someone waits three hours to see you and then talks to you for like five minutes and then you have to completely ignore them, anyone would feel bad about that.
About two or three days later, her rehearsal was over earlier than expected and her mom wasn't coming to get her for about another hour or so. We started walking arounf and of course we were talking like always. By that point, I trusted her enough to tell her certain things that had happened in my life, okay yeah, try like everything I could think of because for some reason, I just couldn't shut up and I kept on talking and I think I scared her a little bit. I was trying to get her to tell me some things about her, but every question I asked she couldn't answer even if it was really simple, she didn't even know what her favourite cake or pie was. So time goes by and all of a sudden her mom shows up and drives almost right beside us in the parking lot. I started walking away and she got up and got in the car. I couldn't stop thinking about her after that for hours and I knew that she was probably going to have to break up with me after that.
The next day, I didn't see her at all until TAG and when I did, she looked very depressed and probably one of the worst moods I have ever seen her in. I sat down beside her and I asked her what happened when she got home and of course, it was exactly what I thought would have happened. She got the whole no dating conversation and she was told that she had to break up with me and a very long lecture from her sister about how she should be focusing on school instead of some guy. She had a little green notebook with her and she was writing in it and at first I didn't know what about but after a little while, I got a glimpse of what she was writing. She was writing "the end" in it over and over, I think it ended up being about 60 times and at first, I really didn't get it but now, looking back, I can tell you exactly what it meant, it meant the end of the life she had before me, the end of everything that she had known and the end of how she knew her life to be. I walked her to drama and on the way, I told her that if she needed to, I was okay with her breaking up with me.
Well, amazingly, we didn't break up even though you might be thinking that at that time it might have been the best thing to do for both of us, but neither of us thought the same way. We used rehearsals that she had to spend as much time together as possible and eventually, it got to the point where she started calling saying that she had half an hour more of rehearsal than she really did, as it turns out, we even had our first kiss after one of them. My friend and I were both waiting for our girlfriends after their rehearsal and well, they started trying to get us to kiss, even to the point where our faces were being forced together. We ended up getting kind of annoyed and so we walked around the side of the school so that we could be alone together. we sat down next to a light pole and because it one of the first times we had been alone together, it was kind of awkward, well, for me anyway. Out of nowhere, I turned to her and my exact words were "You're probably wanting me to kiss you right now." She turned to me and just laughed and laughed and laughed. At first, I thought she was just having a random spaz attack, but then it hit me, that's exactly what she was thinking. So after me having this giant panic attack because we both thought I was psychic, a little bit of me lying on the ground staring at the sky, I finally kissed her.
After about a month, the musical was over and I went to see one of her performances. I sat down in the theatre waiting for it to start and all I could think about was what we were going to do to spend time together after it was all over. Eventually, the show started and even though this is going to sound like I am some kind of stalker, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. She was just so perfect standing on the stage singing as if she was the only person up there and all I could see and hear was her. I knew at that exact moment that she meant more to me than anything ever had in my entire life, but I didn't know for sure if I was in love with her or not. When the show was over, I walked her up the stairs and said that I just had to grab something out of my locker. What I had was a metal rose that I had made in grade 8 Tech Ed. that I was going to give her. I figured that the most cliché thing to give someone after they have done a performance in a play or a musical was to get them flowers, but well, flowers dies quickly and I didn't want to get her something that would just be forgotten. I reached into my locker, grabbed the rose, hid it behind my back and closed my locker. The funny thing is, after I did all this and started walking towards her, she asked me if I was going to kill her or something.
We had been dating for about three months now and at that time, I knew that I was in love with her. Not a second of the day went by where I didn't about her or have some thought of her in my head, no matter how small, thoughts of her just never stopped. We were staying after school and it was the second semester eigth grade science fair and somehow, once again, we ended up staying after school a few hours. We walked outside and sat down on some logs and started talking. I wanted to tell her so badly that I loved her and how much I really cared about her right then at that moment but for some reason, I just couldn't say it. Maybe I was too scared, or maybe I was afraid she didn't care about me as much as I did her, but for whatever reason it was, I just couldn't tell her at that moment in time. About a week later, I told her I loved her after she had asked me a question, that question being "If you could only say one sentence to each person, what would you say to me?". I answered in three words. "I love you." See, the problem with that would be that it all happened over msn. It still bugs me that I told her over msn instead of in person and I still think about why I couldn't say it right to her face, but I can't go back and change it. If I could go back and do it differently, I would have told her that day of the science fair.
I don't really remember if anything really important happened for awhile, but I can tell you that we started walking each other to our classes, spending lunch together, sitting together in TAG, and doing all of that couplely stuff that everyone hates unless that have someone to do it with. Whenever we did spend lunch together, most of the time we spent it making out pissing all of our friends off to no end, and I would put my arm around her and everyone thought that we were one of the cutest couples that they had ever seen.
It was getting closer and closer to the end of the school year and we were both so worried about what would happen during the two and a half months that we had off where we wouldn't be able to see even the slightest glimpse of one another. When the day of the school year end barbeque came around, we suddenly realized that we didn't have much time left at all. We stayed together that day for two hours after the barbeque looking at all the pictures that had been taken over the year, and we looked at pictures of each other and we laughed at some really bad pictures of some people that there were. When we had days like that where we could just sit there for half an hour or maybe even an hour and just stay there with each other, it made me fall more and more in love with her every moment. Days like that made me know for sure that I never wanted to spend a single day without knowing that she was in my life, days like that were and still are some happiest days of my life.
It was the last two days of school. We were writing exams and for those two days we had hour long lunches that we both spent together knowing that we only had so much more time left before it all had to be put on hold. For those two days, we spent lunch outside sitting down on a patch of grass beside the back of the school and we spent time after school the entire week before hand as well. One of the funniest things that had happened at the back of the school was that someone had said that they wished they could talk and make out at the same time, and well you will guess who can: ME! So I was given a random phrase that I had to say while making out with my girlfriend, and that random phrase was 2 + 2 = 4. They couldn't believe that I could do it, and everyone wanted to know how to, but the thing is I don't know how I do it, I just kind of...do it. For awhile, it turned into a game, someone would ask me something while we were kissing and I answered the question every time. They tried so hard to make the answer something that would make me stop kissing her, but I never had to stop.
After school on the last day, we all stayed until about 5:00pm at the back of the school hanging out. We tried to hide how depressed we were from each other, but it didn't work out very well. We laid down together on the grass and asked each other questions about what we thought was going to happen during the summer and if we would it through all that time apart and we both hoped that we wouldn't forget about each other and that we would stay together no matter how bad it seemed. The one thing that kept us going in times like that was that we knew that one specific day, we would be free from this hell that we were about to be put through...Out of nowhere, she comes up to me and puts a bog handful of grass down my shirt, like really out of nowhere. I just looked at her and she laughed and then again another really big handful of grass straight down my shirt. I grabbed a handful of my own and started chasing her around the back of the school with it running around the trees and a dumpster until finally I got enough to wrap my arm around her and hold onto her and well of course, I put a huge pile of grass down her shirt. It got to the time where she had to call her mom to come and get her or her mom would be completely freaking out. Before she called, we said goodbye, I told her that I loved her and that I would miss her very much and hugged her, and we held onto each other for awhile before letting go. After she had said goodbye, and called, she walked over to the parking lot and sat down waiting to be picked up. I could see her the entire time, and I wanted to go over and give her a hug and a kiss one last time before she went, but I didn't; the thought of her mom pulling into the parking lot and seeing my last attempt to say goodbye to her overwhelmed how much I wanted to go say goodbye one last time. I watched and waited as her mom picked her up. She grabbed her bag and hopped into the car, and just like that she was gone.
You might be asking yourself who she is, who I am, and maybe even why we stayed together, and questions like that are what I am about to answer. She is the most amazing person anyone could ever meet in their entire life, and I just so happened to have fallen in love with her. As for who am I, well, I would be the under achieving conspiracy theorist that you would never imagine to be with someone like her. As for the final question, why we stayed together. We stayed together because of one thing: love. Even though her parents forbid her to date, and even though they made every attempt that they could to keep us apart, we stayed together. Love is a very powerful thing, and sometimes it makes you do crazy things, but one thing about it is that once you have found it, you can never imagine life without it.
The End.
