How To Forget Your Crush

Step 3-time for a make-over

Re-edited by the author/ 05-28-14

Step 3-Time for a make over

On Monday morning, I was really pumped up because today it was the start of a brand new life.

                I woke up with a smile on my face and went straight to the bathroom the get ready. I decided to change my style from now on: from simple jeans and t-shirts to a style that has a small touch of black and red in it. Today, I'm wearing a pleated plaid red checkered mini skirt together with a white blouse and a small red neck tie. I also put on make-up, and wore my black boots.

                Now I did I just realize that skirts look good on me. And I realized that I look like a semi-punk school girl. The truth is, I did this to show everyone that from now on I've changed and I'm moving on from the old me who fantasizes Logan to this. Although everyone did not know that I like Logan. I did it just so symbolize what I felt that moment. Maybe from time to time I'll switch into different styles, just to show them that I had freedom.

                When I got downstairs to eat breakfast, dad surprised me by preparing a meal. I supposed dad came home last night while I was asleep. "Good morning sunshine," he said and hugging me and then kissing me on the forehead. As usual, my dad was energetic. I could not deny that I missed mom, but when I was with my dad, all the pain was suddenly washed off.

                "Hi Dad," I said and hugged him tightly. Honestly, I did not like the smell of his perfume, but the smell of it makes me nostalgic. It reminded me of the days we used to spend when I was a kid—when we go on camps, play video games, watch TV and soccer games together.

                I pulled away from my dad and smiled at him. He ruffled my hair and laughed, "I see you have a sense of style now," he teased. He was right. As I said before, I only wore t-shirts and jeans and other simple clothes.

                I rummaged my hair brush in the bag and brushed my hair. Dad and I sat and ate breakfast. He told me how well the business trip went, and how he enjoyed it there. He wished he could've brought me with him. If he brought me with him, I wouldn't have realized everything and I'll keep dreaming on a dream that will never come true.

                After eating, I drove off to school, using our sixties Beetle today. Why? I just felt like driving it.

When I got there, campaign posters everywhere. Vote for Stacey as Student Body President. Oh, that was why she invited almost the entire school to her party so she can have votes. I ignored the posters and went straight to my locker. Many students were shocked to see me in my new outfit. Almost everyone in the hallway stared at me as I made my way to my locker. When I finally got to my locker, I saw Logan was talking to Stacey near his locker. I just shrugged and turned my back to on them.

                You can do this Joanne. That's why you had a make-over. Joanne, fighting!

                I grabbed my Biology book and headed towards the classroom. June and Becca was sitting there and chatting, clearly not noticing my presence.

                "Ehem," I said as I stood near them. Their eyes widened when they saw me.

                "Joanne!" Becca squealed. "You look a-mah-zing!"

                June laughed. "I never knew you had some sense of style. I guess you wouldn't have changed if Logan didn't knock some senses into you."

                I just rolled my eyes. "Whatever!" I knew I was being bitter about it, but I just didn't want to recall the pain I got because of Logan, or rather my fantasies of Logan. Logan didn't do anything bad to me, it was because my overactive imagination about him being my prince.

A few days later, I was still rocking out my new sense of style, and everyone who knew me loved it. They said that I finally came out of my comfort zone and I did not look like mundane person anymore. Okay, that last comment hurt my ego. I was never a boring person. I was just not showing it to everyone.

I heard the bell ring so I headed to my chair. I reached for my Biology book and did one more quick review. "Hi Joanne," the guy beside me said. I lifted my gaze and looked at the guy. The guy's name was Gavin, the star player of the soccer team. I had to admit, Gavin is cute. I wonder why I didn't notice him before.  Oh right! I was so caught up on Logan.

"Hi Gavin," I smiled at him, then he smiled back at me.

Gavin looked like he was searching for words to say. He was kind of hesitating with every word he says, "A-e-Do you love movies?" he asked.

I looked at him, utterly bewildered. Was he asking me out? Don't jump to conclusions girl! "Yeah," I said.

"That's great." He grinned. "Wanna go watch a movie sometime?" he asked.

Yep, he was asking me out. "Sure, how 'bout on Friday night?" I said. I saw no harm in going out with him. It was just a friendly gesture, after all.

"I'm free." He said then our teacher came. The test was as easy as pie. One look, and I knew I was going to pass this test.

After Biology class, I had Chemistry class. Unfortunately, Stacey and Logan was in that class. You can do this Joanne!

I took a deep breath and placed my hand on the door knob of the lab. But before I could open it, I heard someone call me, "Joanne!" I turned to see who called. It was Stacey, waving her hand. "Oh-Em-Gee, you look really cute in that outfit." She said and pinched my cheek again. Logan was trailing behind her. She turned to Logan and asked, "Isn't she cute?"

Logan stared at me, then smiled "Yep." He said.

Oh-Em-Gee! Logan said I look cute in this outfit! Oh, gosh! For a moment I was stuck in a third-dimensional space where no one existed except Logan. But I was snapped out of it when I was reminded—no slapped on the face of the fact that Stacey existed.

I smiled at them, "Thanks," then I went inside the lab. I grabbed my lab gown and sat on my chair. I brought out my book Inheritance by Christopher Paolini and started to read, so I could escape reality for a few minutes and gather my thoughts. I felt someone sit across me and I looked up, only to find out it was Logan, smiling at me.

I swear, I nearly melted on the spot when I saw him. Gathering all my will-power, I smiled back then hid my probably-pinkish-face behind my book. I noticed someone sit beside me. I turned and saw Gavin, also smiling at me. "Hi Joanne," I smiled in return. I forgot that Gavin and I are in the same Chemistry class too. He probably had the same schedule as I had.

Stacey sat beside Logan, whose smile wore off. "Hi Gavin," Stacey said then turned her attention to Logan.

The day went on fine. So far, I had clearly shown everyone that I moved on and there was a new me.

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