Dear Valerie, Our Beginning

Chapter 1: Dear Valerie, Hello

Here we go, middle of the year, and I'm on the bus at 6 AM, heading to the hell hole we call school. I'm Ray, I'm that one single guy that pretty much hates everybody, aside from the people he gets close with. Ha, I crack myself up. My job as a human being is to keep away from other human beings, and keep up to date with social media. Weird though, right? Hating people but keeping up to date with social media? Yeah, I get it, it's weird, cut me some slack. I have good reasoning though. I like to chill from a distance, because I've never had a knack for being up close and personal. I'm that one 17 year old African-American male with dark brown eyes, that used to wear all black everything. Seriously, I wore black to school every single day, because I couldn't be asked to wear any color. Anyways, I go to a school by the name of Lake Region High School, it's an okay place. I personally keep to myself, but it's just like every other high school. Multiple different crowds of different types of people. Do I really have to explain? Well, I have four classes a day in a block scheduling system that goes by odd days and even days, so one day I go to 1,3,5,and 7, and the next day, I go to 1,2,4, and 6. The only period that ended up being special was 7th, my greatest class, MATH! Ha, syke. I couldn't stand math, not only was I not comprehending Algebra 2 very well, but I had to sit next to one of the smartest kids in our class. I'm not even being racist, but that kid was Asian, was still learning English, and blew me out of the damn water all the time. God, was I jealous man. This kid was understanding concepts that I could barely even fathom. However, one day I kind of just got sick of it and moved around the class. There were no real steady seating places, and we realized that when Ms. Ortiz moved us around for being stupid all the time. I personally took the liberty of sitting right next to the quietest girl in the class, and I had no idea why, I mean I guess she seemed lonely, in need of a friend maybe, so I sat next to her and greeted her nicely with a welcoming hello. Of course she didn't know me, so it was nice that I was so open to being nice, and greeting her instead of acting like she wasn't even there, like those other kids I don't care about, whoops. Well anyways, sure I'm the kid that hates people in general, but I kind of am guilty of being really outgoing, even though I hate it and try to avoid it sometimes. So, as I got to know her, I eventually became her largest distraction, the one thing keeping her from doing what she needed to do in class, and it wasn't even a problem to her. I'd annoy the mess out of her on a daily basis, but it wasn't really annoying her like I thought it was. Guessed she was pretty cool. Keep in mind I was that one lonely kid with pretty unstable feelings, only because I was so focused on wanting one thing, that change was a real issue for me. Wanting anything else more than to just be alone was an absolute issue for me, I tell you man. I eventually opened up and got around to it, and I asked her what her name was. Also keep in mind we did an exercise at the beginning of the school year as a weird mechanism to learn people's names. Basically we started from the back of the classroom, and the first person would say their name and something about themselves, and then the next person would say their name and something about themselves, and then Ms. Ortiz would ask us what the name of the people before us were, and as we went down the line, we had to get around to learning more and more names, dang I feel bad for the last person. Funny thing is, I said everyone's name correctly, I even said her name, just so that I could go back to her later and ask for it because obviously, I forgot it. Funny right? Anyways, her name was Valerie. Beautiful name for a beautiful person right? Well, I guess it would be smart to explain her, if I am to call her beautiful, psh, I didn't forget that. Valerie is a girl of interesting character and looks. I tell you, this girl has the most wonderful slightly light brown eyes, soft and lightly tan colored skin, long and dark brown hair, (I could have sworn on my life it was black), and the most wonderful  voice. That voice was "Ah-maaaay-zinnggg". She was the perfectly set female. I'm honestly glad I met her, and it all started with just a single "Hello".

Dear Valerie,

I'm glad I met you.