Feeling: contemplative
Dereks Reminiscing
This is only parts of his letter...
"New Years I was sitting there, talking to Kirsten. Then her cousin came. Then she came. Think I'll go home later than I planned. I even went to her house. Nice.
A month later I'm sitting in this dark auditorium next to Jordan, and there she is again, sitting on the other side of him. At the moment, the only thing I could think about was how fast I could get to the restroom. Then she leaned over and asked me to Girl's Choice. Now I had two things to think about.
I can remember the times when the three of us, Kirri, her, and I, would hang out on weekends. I especially remember those orange juliuses Kirsten made that were half sugar. Man those were gross.
A month later after Girls Choice I asked her to Junior Prom. Talk about being nervous. It seemd to take forever to drive the four blocks to her house to give her those M&M's. She was pretty dang cute when she answered the door. That made things ten times harder.
Does she trust me? I think so, because she let herself go after we left the restaurant. She was fighting it the whole time we were at the restaurant. I kept my eye on her. In the car, I held her hand, and she didn't let go. I had the trust of the one person I wanted it from.
Sunday was like a dream. She paraded me around in front of her ward. I liked that. She was at my house later that evening. She let go again, in the cemetary, and i was there holding her. I realized at that point what it was like to really care about someone.
The bells about to ring, and I haven't read Huck Finn at all this hour. I'll see her in the hall. We'll say hi, maybe hug, then say goodbye.
That was completely unexpected. I parked by my friends to wait for her. She came up to me, put her head on my shoulder, then hugged me. I just stood there not knowing what to do. What did it mean? Did it mean anything?
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For some reason, I keep thinking abou thte time when her and I went to Autozone to look at car batteries. i don't know why that sticks out so much. Maybe its because I enjoy doing things like that. Not necessarily going out on a date, but just going somewhere with the person you care about and want to be with.
"Here I go, scream my lungs out, and try to get to you, you are my only, my only one..."
Her name was Sara..."
theres some sweet stuff in there. Now its kinda like i know both sides of the story.
ohmygoodness.
why...you're so lucky.
i have to tell you some stuff about him sara, that he told me.
man oh man...girl...