That One Summer

One summer time, I attended a workshop on mathematics. Most participants are math geeks except for me who felt just an average and ordinary student. Inside the small room, I've known one boy who made me feel some butterflies in my stomach.

By the way, I am Betty. There is nothing special about me. I am just a loud potato. I am not that smart nor talented and not that pretty. This guy I'm talking about is Louie. He is not that good looking, but he possess the qualities of being intelligent, talented, family oriented person and can go along well with others.

I never thought that we would be this close. Imagine the person being admired by everyone would be friends with someone as ordinary as I am.

Did I tell you that he is good at writing poems and at drawing? One time he brought his sketchpad and showed it to me. Something caught my attention. His drawing of a Korean guy wherein he got all the features exactly as the actual photo. I am a big fan of KPOP (Korean Pop) and I really appreciated his drawing. I even joked and asked him if I could have his drawing as a souvenir but he was in doubt of his answer for he made it for his cousin.

Summer culminating activity came and I was so surprised when he gave his drawing to me. I could not explain what I felt that time. He too felt shocked seeing my reaction. Because of the drawing, we became closer. We talked about discovering things, our likes and dislikes and other common things about us. He even invited me to go out with him which is my first time to be invited by the opposite sex, which I refused gracefully.

When school opened by June, we have lost communication with each other. I feel like missing Louie but ashamed to make the first move to chat because I don't want to disturb him. I was sorry I did not give in to his request to go out and every time I see the drawing, I always remember summer time.

I have not thought of seeing him soon. Months passed and unexpectedly we met in an event. I felt so shy to see him again that heavy perspiration is dampening my body and I feel like fainting. And so does with him.

Soon I realized that if I'll continue to be infatuated with him, I might develop a more deeper feeling for him. I do feel the same thing for him as of this writing but I have kept in mind that we will just be friends and would remain to be friends only and nothing more.

Thank you for being my summer crush.

Thank you for you are my infatuation.

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