My Prince Charming

My Prince Charming - Chapter 1

     I ran out of Marc and Julie's ice cream shop, and down the street, tears streaming down my face. My fight with Rachel upset me so! I ran until I got to the park where I slowed to a jog. I jogged past the cherry trees, past the playground, and sat down on a bench next to the lake. The cold December wind whipped my face but the emotional pain hurt more. I started to cry when suddenly a boy came over to where I was sitting.

     "What's wrong?" he asked.

     "Get away from me!" I said to the stranger while I cried.

     "No, please tell me what is wrong."

     "NO!!! Go away!" I screamed at him, annoyed that he wouldn't leave me alone and he was a stranger.

     "Please tell me," he prompted. After I did not reply he continued.

     "Hi, my name is Carson and I want to comfort you. My brother was depressed last year, and one day he told me that he was having thoughts of suicide. Well, after I told my parents, and we got him help, he sat me down and told me what was wrong. He told me that he was glad we got him help because he needed someone to talk with him, and comfort him. I blame myself for his suicidal thoughts, because I did not comfort him when I saw his first signs of depression. Now I make it my responsibility, whenever I see someone cry, upset, or depressed that I go comfort them because I don't want what happened to my brother to happen to them. So, that is why I sit here right now telling you this story. I want to make you feel better, because life is too short to waste it being sad and alone." My crying had slowed during his speech, and only a few more tears fell before I stopped crying.

     "That's a beautiful story," I said, "and thank you."

     "You're welcome. Care to talk about it?"

     "No thanks. I just had a fight with my best friend and she said she didn't want to be friends anymore, but I'm ok now."

     "Could I buy you a hot chocolate?" he offered.

     "No thanks, I'm going to head home now," I said standing up.

     "Well can I see you again?" he asked hopefully.

     "Do you have a cell phone?" I asked, a sly smile spread across my face. He pulled it out of his back pocket. I motioned for him to hand it to me. I quickly typed my phone number in as a new contact and handed him back his phone. I saw him slide it back into his pocket as I began to run up the hill, to get to the main road.

     I was sitting in my room later that night when my phone vibrated. I quickly picked it up and opened it to read the text.

     "Hey its me, Carson, from the park ;)" it read. I quickly added his number and replied, "heyy :), how r u?" We continued this conversation for about an hour, and basically it was like how are you, how's the weather, what school do u go to, where did u grow, etc. I found out that he had grown up in West Dover, Vermont, only a few houses away from my family's ski house. He is one of 3 children, he has an older brother who is 3 years older than him, as well as a younger sister who is 3 years younger than him. He was visiting his cousin from Livingston, and she had a sport's game at the W.O. High School, so he was walking around the neighborhood and saw me run out of the ice cream shop. I also learned that his birthday is August 25th and that he is in 9th grade, one grade above me.

     "So... u got a bf? o.O" his message read. 'Did I have a boyfriend... why would he want to know that? Is he into me?' I thought to my self as I replied, "no, u got a girl?" What happened next shocked me that he was so bold.

     "Oh, well do u want me to b ur bf?" his text read. I sat on my purple carpet, staring at my turquoise comforter and assorted throw pillows for a good 5 minutes. Those 5 minutes sitting criss-cross applesauce on my floor changed my life forever. I never thought that a choice made on that windy December day while I was in the 8th grade would decide my life. I didn't think that my choice would affect me forever. But boy am I glad I made a good decision!

     I finally made my fingers move and I typed Y E S into that little keyboard and pressed send. Then, I put my phone down and stood up. I felt my legs shake under my weight as I quickly moved to my turquoise fuzzy chair and grabbed my Mac Book Pro as I sat down. The first thing I did was open Skype and message basically the only person I talked to on Skype, Cathy.

     "U'll never guess who just got asked out by the cutest, sweetest guy ever!!!!" I typed, rushing as I did so. All that happened next is a blur in my memory, because I was rushing around and jumping around, all hyper. I remember giving him my Skype and Oovoo usernames, as well as blow-drying my bangs in the bathroom before running back to my room and cleaning up my floor so I could video chat Carson. At exactly 4:30 his video call came through and we talked until 5 that night, when I had to leave to go out to dinner. Every weekend this continued. At exactly 4:30 p.m. on Saturday and Sunday, Carson would video call me, and we would video chat until 5 p.m., when one of us would always have to leave for one reason or another. Little did I know then, that with each video chat we had, I fell more in love with him.

     It was almost 2 months after we met that we went on our first date. We walked down the hill to the high school, and walked around the fields, then went over to Marc and Julie's, and had ice cream. I got chocolate chip mint and Carson got vanilla with hot fudge and we shared with each other. After, he walked me home, and later that night we video chatted. We video chatted for almost 2 hours, talking about our day, our friends, and our childhood. You would think that after knowing each other for 2 months, we would have talked about our childhoods and growing up before. But for some reason we didn't. I don't know why on earth we hadn't, but we hadn't.