Bri,
I have never said a word to you, not a single sound has escaped these lips in your direction. Yet, I am fascinated by you. Your mere presence captures me in a way; no girl has ever done before. It’s a shame I don’t know you, and I don’t think I ever will. I was too shy then, and I probably am too shy now.
I decided to write it all down, to tell you the words I never said:
High school was not my time, to say the least. I had fun, did my share of parties, all-nighters, and hard work.
There are things we wished didn’t happen, that could have gone differently, things that should have happened, and things we didn’t want to even remember. I did the best I could, but I regretted one thing.
I was a nice person, I had good grades, and I participated in school activities. I didn’t understand why I didn’t have any friends. Looking back I still don’t understand it. But back then? I made it my mission, my job, to have friends, doing anything possible for it.
It was senior year, and our last homecoming was rearing around the corner. I was on the committee and that meant I had to help set up. I thought with all the work I had done in the past three years, that maybe, just maybe, I would gain the courage, and ask you to the dance.
I mean, I thought Brian had befriended me, I helped him with homework, well I did most of it for him, but I still helped. We would play football together, and he would coach me on getting the girl. It was what friends did for each other, right?
Anyways, I was finally accepted into the inner circle. So why couldn’t I have my Cinderella?
It was about four hours until the dance, and you walked up to me. You had never talked to me, let alone approach me. My heart was beating out of my chest and my palms got sweaty. I was holding onto the flower vase for the table so hard, I thought I would have crushed it with my bare hands.
“Hey, Liam!” You said.
I nearly died right there, not because you were my crush or anything, but you were Brianna Rae, cute and popular, not to mention the best gymnast out there. My knees went wobbly, and stomach decided it was time to learn gymnastics. I realized I didn’t answer; I just stood there unmoving, and completely shocked that you even knew my name.
“Liam. Hello, you in there?” You asked.
I nodded answered, not even daring to look you the face. I feared that if I did look, I would turn to jelly.
“Good. You almost done? I need to set up the band.”
For a minute I thought you were going to say something totally different, something that would probably change my life forever. I was waiting for it, hanging on to your every word, listening for the words I wanted to hear but they never came.
Weeks went by, and before I knew it, Prom was here. Again, I was on that committee, setting up and what not. My friendship with the football team growing stronger by the day, and by that time I thought we were best friends.
I was fixing the table cloths, making sure everything was perfect, before I went and got ready. Ten minutes later, I was out the door speed walking to my car. Being the clumsy nerd I was, I tripped over a rock, and fell.
“Are you alright?”
I looked up at my questioner, only to notice it was you again. Brianna Rae: always catching Liam in the most awkward moments.
