CRUSHFICTION starts with daydreams, gets written down or drawn on paper but still the most prevalent form of it is in daydreams. Like with crushes, you sometimes get nowhere, or at best times, actually somewhere with pretty good ending. -Luann
CrushFiction
It was horrifying. Mortifying. Degrading. Shocking. And yes… crushing. Thank you so much for the word, dictionary. Rule #3 of CRUSHFICTION: Don’t ever use real names.
Well, he’s not talking to me now. And he’s not looking at me in class. She is avoiding me. My teacher is internet famous. What the hell is this girl talking about?
Let’s first talk about my hobby.
Intro: The History of CRUSHFICTION
I’m not boy crazy. Seriously, I’m not. I just happened to have a lot of crushes. But it’s not like I take crushes seriously, they’re just a form of… entertainment. Yes. Something amusing to drift off with when Ma’am Salazar drones on about verbs and the Egyptians.
I think I had a lot of guy crushes, but the ones before 4th grade don’t really count, do they? The first guy who confessed to me was Kenji in 5th grade. It was a vacant period and we weren’t classmates. We just happened to hang out often. And it went this way:
“Luann?”
“Yeah?”
“I have a crush on you.”
“Oh, OK.”
At 4:00 dismissal I ran home and screamed in my pillow. Kenji was popular, and I had a crush on him too. At the time, I was also crushing on I think two other kids but at the moment, Kenji was the one. The following day nothing happened. What do I do? Nothing. 21st century Philippine culture still requires the girl to shut up and wait for the guy to move. And I didn’t know then that saying “OK” to a speech prepared for two weeks and delivered with a thumping heart was a bad move.
Around that time, I was developing a genre of literature that now I call CRUSHFICTION. People know FANFICTION right? So it’s fan fiction… of the crushers on the crushees. The writer is always the basis for the heroine and the crush the basis for well… the heroine’s crush. I was still pretty much addicted to anime and manga then, so I was drawing it. Which is pretty tiresome and taxing and got me nowhere.
6th grade came and along with it my first hard-core infatuation: Yosef. By this time, I realized I was going along with mainstream crushes, a.k.a. the popular ones. By this time also, I was egotistic enough to claim that I saw him first. I was also old enough then to overreact. He held my hand to ask for a piece of paper and my heart gave out. He sang a song and looked in my direction and I died. My girlfriends convinced me he liked me. The day that happened I blurted out to the twins about it and they just stared. I guess nine year olds aren’t old enough to appreciate it yet.
Other 6th grade girls were also old enough to be both excited enough to support you and jealous enough to kill you at the same time. Females are amazing. There was this one dude (whose name I won’t mention out of guilt and to protect his identity) who told me that he liked me and I happened to turn down not-so-nicely. It was harsh. So this grade school gossip spread rapidly and girls delighted in telling him. By the way, Yosef and **** were good friends. So since then, Yosef and I were always friends, but never anything else. After graduation, my little brother gave a small purple bear on a stick. He said it came from Yosef but until now, I’m not sure what that exactly meant. A couple of years later I peeked at his Facebook profile (stalker!! Yeah I know, shut up). His girlfriend’s hot. He’s in a dance crew. He’s in New York, USA.
Now by this time, CRUSHFICTION had evolved into different forms: series-to-be, manga-to-be and novel-to-be but they’ve always contained “Luna”. Luna is an alien/superstar/pop icon/girl-next-door who always gets Yosef/Kenji/Jeremy/Michael who is a…. you get the idea. They were recorded in notebooks who until now have a big TO BE CONTINUED in the middle of the story. After Luna gets him, now what? So until high school, I never had a story with a real ending. And high school, was when real CRUSHFICTION started.
