All I Need

Way Back

Everyone has those high school crushes, where you don't think he notices you but then you start day dreaming about the time that he does see you for who you really are..... As I look back on those days and the boys that had captured my heart at the time, I think to myself, why them? Why the popular jock who is known for breaking girls hearts? Why the douche that rides the motorcycle and ruins chick's lives? Why was I attracted to them in the slightest?

But there was always one guy that I never regretted having obsessed over, Dylan Lane. Before I tell you why I liked him, let me tell you a bit about myself.

My name is Grace Jones, I'm a sophomore in college, live with my roommate and best friend, Taylor, play lacrosse, teach lacrosse to 3rd graders for work, enjoy school, love reading and love to laugh. I go to the Syracuse on a tuition paid half by my academics and  half paid by my lacrosse scholarship.

Now that you know where I am now in life, let me tell about where I was in life, back in high school... Imagine a girl in freshman year, scared, weak, quiet and un-noticed. The way that I came to be the confident and happy girl that I am is through lacrosse. I tried out my freshman year because Taylor forced me to do so, and ever since I have been more confident and healthier. In sophomore year I had slimmed down, become more confident and Taylor quite lacrosse to pursue her true dream of being track star. I rose to the top of my team, varsity, and Taylor was the fastest in all of New York.

The point of the boring background story, is that I have changed and am different than who I was in high school, sadly I knew Dylan in my awkward phase(s).  I haven't seen him since he moved during the summer between freshman and sophomore year. The sad part is, we were friends in 8th grade, even with my looks, and then high school came and we drifted apart. Dylan never saw me with love in his eyes but looked at me with a sort of friendliness. Through out freshman year all I wanted was for the light in his eyes to be caused by me, damn that was cheesy... but it's true.

I bet you're thinking; Damn she is hopeless and it's true, I was pathetic. I wasn't self loathing or depressed, it wasn't like that. I just didn't like who I was, so during the summer between 9th and 10th grade I decided to change. I played summer lacrosse, stopped eating an ice cream sandwich a day, but the biggest change that occurred was I started to love myself and therefore it was easier to love others. Sophomore year came and I was new and improved in all aspects, except the fact that Dylan had left New York and moved to Nevada for his dad's job.

After he left I was sad for about two days before my best friend pulled me out of my slump and I started embracing the new me. Now, I'm happy, healthy, and successful... or I was.

But that was before he showed up....

*stay tuned for more*