Queer

In the Beginning

I remember when we first met each other. It was freshmam year. I was the new girl, and you were the normal one. Not too weird, but weird enough to not be a popular snob. You had tons of friends and it seemed like everyone knew you. We were constantly interrupted by your friends, (both make and female) who wanted to say hi. Its just always suprised me when you would walk with me to my classes. You had so many other girls to choose from! Some of the popular ones even liked you, but you were always talking to me.
But I don't know... I probably ruined it, since you slowly stopped talking to me, and seemed more intrested in my bestfriend who we shared a gym class with. I would hang out with her during class and we would just be weird together, catching your attention. You were so bold. Walking right up, starting a conversation and trying to make us laugh. It was fun, but everytime I glanced up, you were looking at her. But I can understand that... she's absolutely gorgeous, and is naturally flirty. She would constantly tell me she thinks you had a crush on her. I laughed at it at first but i guess i thought you guys were perfect for each other; both friendly, flirty, and very good looking. I didn't want to hurt my friends feelings and make her feel betrayed, so I put my little crush on the top shelf for awhile, and looked towards another.
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I dug myself a grave, when I began looking for another, to focus my crush on. Yes, I may have gotten temporary relief from my little crush, but I feel like I made it worse. A few month after school had started you joined our lunch table. As I've mentioned before, you had tons of other people who knew you, but you insisted on sitting with us. Confusing me more and making it almost impossible to get over you.
We sat a round table, and there were about three other girls. Two sophmores, my bestfriend (We will call her Carol), and I. You would usually sit in between Carol and me, or across from me. It was a little weird at first because everyone except Carol were introverts, and we weren't sure what to think of you. But lucky for me, Carol made sure things were intresting. She constantly kept a conversation going, and help keep things from becoming akward. It was was still strange though, you seemed to just belong in our group. As if you had always been apart of it. You quickly brought new discussions to the table, and we began to bring board games every Wednesday, to play at lunch. Even though I told myself I had a crush on someone else, I quickly grew fond of your every action. Your bright smile, your jet black messy hair, and your gorgeous shining eyes. Even when you told stupid jokes, and showed off. 😂 I was so awe-struck when you showed off in gym! You had such a skinny frame, and honestly didn't look like you could pick up 50 lbs. But yet you always managed to do more than all the other guys! You'd go first, and if another guy did better, you would go and redo it; getting twice as many as you had before!