His name was Walker. I'd known him for about three years, but we never talked. Not until the summer of 2015. It was July, only a month until school started again. Which wasn't exactly a bad thing. It was actually exciting. After two long years of torment I would finally be a Freshman in High-school. Though I would still be forced to attend the local Junior High-school due to the small size of our rural community. However, my friends and I were determined to make this a great year. But, they decided to move quicker on that than I was ready to.
I realized this at my first guy-girl party. I know, I know. I'm a Freshman and I hadn't been to a guy-girl party yet. Well I'll admit I'm not that popular, but in my defense my friends and I were quite content with the fact that our parents being very religious people limited our contact with the opposite gender. Though, at the time, I didn't realize it would come back to bite me in the butt.
It was at my friend Makia's surprise birthday party. I was completely and utterly unprepared. I practically attached myself to my Best Friend, Rayna the moment I saw the first male human being. His name was Trey, and don't get me wrong he was a super nice guy, all of them were, but my experience with the male species was extensively limited and I was not ready to venture any farther than the personal boundaries I had built myself. In fact I mentally turned and ran deeper into the shadows of thoughts and emotions that were encircled by those boundaries. But Rayna wasn't going to have that. She push throw the gates and stormed in with a friendly rage and pulled me out of the shadows. But being a kind friend she allowed me to stay, guarded by the gates.
From within my mental boundaries I helped set up a few decorations for the party before the majority of the guests showed up.
About ten minutes before the surprise he showed up. Though I hardly noticed him. Instead I was instantly captivated by one of his friends. His name was Lon. He was exactly the type you'd expect a girl like me to fall for. Tall, masculine, sparkling blue eyes. The typical, out-spoken, intriguing jock. And then Walker was there in a blue dress shirt and bow-tie. He was different, I knew that much. But I didn't realize at the time how special he was at the time.
For the next month or so after Makia's party I only noticed Lon. He was like a brilliant star, so captivating I couldn't see any other. Though it only lasted a short while. I soon found out that a girl named Tia had caught his attention. Now to say the least, Tia is the most selfish, over confident, stuck up person I've ever had the misfortune of knowing. However, there was a time when we were friends, and it was the most naive time of my life. But that was only a year ago. I know I hate to admit it, but I've grown up a lot in the past year. Well.... Kind of.... Just..... Shut up.
So after this was told to me I almost immediately got over him. Almost... Okay I was heartbroken for a week... But after that I was okay. The week after my heartbreak I started noticing Walker.
It was terrible Tuesday. I was feeling slightly sick and extremely tired. Somehow my friend Kaydee got me to go the the band room so she could put her flute away. So I walked into the band room to find all of our other friends gathered around the piano. I immediately knew Walker was the one playing, I'd known he'd played for awhile, but I'd never heard him play like this. I decided to get closer and join my friends where I could easily see the master at work. He instantly caught my complete undivided attention, and he must have known that. Half way into the coda he looked up at me, and our eyes locked. He didn't look away the rest of the song. And moments before the final trill I realized he wasn't just a star. He was the sun.
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My First Romance..... Sort-of
RandomThis is a story about a boy. A boy who I knew of, but never really recognized until our friend groups merged. This is the story about a boy who I grew to possibly love. And this is a story about how our friendship grew into something more.