Dreams and Reality

Meeting Him All Over Again

Upon knowing of him, from being in the same school for six years, I knew he was a prep. All his friends were preps. From what I've experienced with preps, I've hated every one I came across. They were all stuck up and mean. Just because they have good looks and they are rich they think they can rule everybody. Then there were those who were nice to you in public but showed you their true colors outside of school. The only one I can say was actually nice was a guy named Noah. He was actually my friend, we used to snapchat eachother and sat on the bus together and one year I was thankful to have to be paired up with him for a project rather than anyone else in my class. I thought that Jake would be the same as all the others, aside from Noah. I thought he would be just another arrogant asshole.

I thought my suspicions were confirmed one day. It was during my lunch period. I was on my way to visit the only teacher I gave a shit about, Mrs. Adams. A couple friends of mine, Shannon and Juliet came up to me, asking if I wanted to take a picture for the yearbook. I said I would only do it if Juliet did it with me, since Shannon was the photographer. Next thing I knew, I was going around taking pictures with them for the yearbook, with other people.

That led to walking into the auditorium, bet you'll never guess who was there. If you don't know already then you need to go back and re-read this story to see who it's about. Jake was the only person there, shockingly enough. Juliet grabbed my arm and approached him. Shannon tagging along behind us.

"Hey Jake? You want to take a photo for the yearbook?" Juliet asked.

"No." He said, grabbing his bag and walking away. It's fine that he said no, but he seemed rather irritated and grumpy. Angry at the fact that she would even ask that question. Not the kind of person I would ever talk to in a million years.

Just a few months ago, and about two or three weeks after that encounter, Lynn did something I would never had expected to happen.

She came up to me after History class. "You are never going to believe what I just did!" She shouted excitedly.

"What'd you do?" I asked unassured. You see, Lynn is one of those girls who don't think before they act. Knowing her capabilities, I get kind of skeptical when she comes at me like that. It's always been like that since the day I met her. She's so crazy, sometimes it's hard to keep up with her, and it is very hard trying to keep her in line. She and I are the kind of friends that just go together perfectly. It's like she's the shelf and I'm the screws that keep her planted up on the wall. With that being said, I'm like the toy car and she's the wind-up knob that keeps me going. Without me, she would get herself in so much trouble it wouldn't even be funny, and without her, I'd have no sense of adventure or humor, I'd just be boring.

"I don't know if I should say... You'll get mad at me!" She chuckled.

I was a bit more serious now, "Lynn, what did you do?"

Just as the bell rang, she shouted, "I stuck your number in Jake's locker! Bye!" Then sprinted out the door.

I didn't have time to react. I was freaking out the whole way home.

  He never responded that night. I was partially releaved but I was also scared. I was releaved with the possibility of
                A) she stuck it in the wrong locker.
                B) he didn't see it
                C)  it fell out
                D)  he thought it was for someone else and threw it out.

  I was scared of the possibility of
                A) he thought I was a stalker
                B) he thought I was a psycho
                C) he was going to spread rumors and I would be humiliated.

  The next morning, I woke up to finding school had been canceled and a text message from an unknown number.

  Hey anonymos, it's Jake. Your number was in my locker?

I started panicing. What do I do? Do I ignore him? No that'd be too weird and suspicious. Should I say something? What do I say that won't be too weird or unexplainable? Should I tell him the truth? What if he doesn't believe me? What if I avoid the subject? Would he think I like him? That'd definantly be weird. You can't like someone you don't know. That's fucking crazy. He'll think Im crazy? Should I pretend I don't know anything, and say I don't know how it got there? No that'd be too obvious. After ten minutes of contemplating I finally decided to tell the truth. He actually took it very well. I was shocked. After that awkward conversation came to pass, we started talking about ourselves and I got to know him a little better. I really enjoyed talking to him and he wasn't at all what I expected him to be. He was pretty funny too. I couldn't help but to laugh at every message I recieved. My mother even asked what I was laughing at. I lied and said it was a story I was reading on-line.

  I wasn't expecting to go any further than talking to him that day, but the next thing I knew, we had been talking almost every day since then and we had already become such close friends. Before I knew it, I was already falling for him. And I can't help but to feel that it was going to be a big mistake in the long run.