Once Upon A Memory

Chapter Eight : Basketballs are for Secrets

     A few weeks later, after everything had cooled off, and when everything seemed back to normal, Alex and I started to become close again. After not talking to him for a few weeks he told me that he missed me more than anything. He missed talking to me, and hearing me laugh at the silly little things that he always did. Well at least that's what he said to me, and it made every pore in my body sing. He had missed me even over just a few weeks? Maybe it was because his other friends were preoccupied with other things. One of those friends is a father of twin boys so all of his attention should be on only those kids. The other best friend of his is only interested in his girlfriend who he has been with for about seven months now. I can see why Alex missed me so much I was his only other best friend.

     "Erica!" Alex yelled as he was running down the hall after me. I was laughing really hard as I watched all of the odd faces that he made at me all while he was running towards me. We were both on our way to band class, and it just made me that much happier to know that he was that excited to see me.

     "What's up buttercup?" he asked when he finally got to the band room door where I was standing.

     "Not much booboobear. What about you?" I asked in reply.

     "Not much, just going to band class with my most amazing best friend!" he yelled with a gleaming smile upon his face. I laughed at his enthusiasm, I was trying to hide the fact that whenever he was near me I turned bright red, and I got a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach.

     I was trying for the life of me to get over him, but nothing that I did ever seemed to work.

     That day in band we had Jazz band. Only about twelve of the fifty band students are apart of the jazz band. Alex and I were not apart of it so we sat down on the band room step to bring you up to the next level. We spent the class with him tickeling me, and us just talking about random things, and being goofy. It felt really nice, really normal. It felt right and perfect. It felt like that was how it was supposed to be. It was natural and amazing. This is what us being best friends felt like - it was wonderful and I really couldn't ask for anything more from him. I had to give up on more than friends feelings for him, because this was so perfect just the way things were in this very moment. It just was not worth giving up our friendship if things didn't turn out the way that I or we wanted them to.

     At the end of the class he gave me a hug before we went our separate ways to our next classes. I did not see him for the remainder of the day due to band being the only class that we have together and us being on different lunch schedules for the day.

     "Erica, I NEED to talk to you about something REALLY important. We will chat in gym today!" my friend Meghan said to me in the hallway as I was walking into my newspaper class. What would she possibly need to tell me that was so important? It was going to be bugging me all day, because I do not see her until gym at the very end of the day.

     In newspaper class we began our drafts, but I did not seem to get anything done. My word document on the computer screen had my headline, byline, and a few notes jotted down. I was still pondering over every possibility that there possibly could be on what Megan needed to tell me. Everything that I could think of made me extremely nervous.

     The day seemed like it was never ever going to end, but as soon as the bell rang signaling that it was time for gym class I was the first one out of my seat and out the door. It always took forever to get to gym, because I had to go from the first floor to the third floor. Literally the longest walk ever - from the front of the building all the way to the back but up three floors. It was not as bad as it could have been though, because I only have gym on Tuesdays and Thursdays, the other three days of the school week I have Instrumental class which is where I can practice playing the drums a little more, and I can just hang out and talk with people in that class as well. It is extremely laid back.