Poor Little Fool! [Ricky Nelson]

Chapter 3

April 1958

I was nervous. I had a big date with Ricky. Well a get together. I bet he did not consider this to be a date. The night before this he actually called on me. We did not have a long profound chat with one another. But he requested that all four of us meet up at the local bowling alley by us.

And double date. Ricky was going to rent out the bowling alley for us all to have a fun night of bowling. I could not bowl. But I wanted to learn more. Be with Ricky. Impress him.

My sister never did sports activities. She said it was to boyish. And a woman needed to be lady like. I was not yet a lady. I tried my best to be one. I was all dressed up.

I had even washed dried and curled my hair for Ricky. I added a little bit of makeup. I did not want to paint myself up to be something I was not. But I wanted him to take notice in me. So, a little makeup could not hurt.

Right?

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"Willow, are you ready? Ricky called. He will be running a little late, but he said to meet up at the bowling alley" Mary Ellen says behind the door.

He was running late. My heart sinks. Maybe he would not show.

"Oh, I am nearly ready" I tell Mary Ellen as I put in an earring into my right earlobe.

I lean on the dresser. I breath in. He would show. He would not stand me up. Maybe he would? Maybe this was not a date for him? Maybe he wanted to hang out as friends, so it was not that important to him.

I sigh as I hang my head. It was important to me. I wince as I force back tears. He was never going to take notice to me. I was only a kid sister of someone he used to date.

That was all I would ever be.
Mary Ellen knocks on my door.
Then she comes in. I regain my composure.

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"Are you okay?" she wonders softly.

I nod as I force a fake happy smile. "I will be fine"

"I know you Willow you seem upset are you sure you are okay?" she wants to know.