Part 3 of my story… .
Part 3 of my story…
As I left the class, all I did really was think about how to put it to her. How explicit could I be when telling her how much she means to me? I mean how hard could it be?!?!!! I’m a 17 year old who gets his advice from studying Trey Song videos, and Gambino girls who attend Spellman. If only there was a simplier path…a steady solution. I just had to tell her or I would explode.
As the clock struck 7 pm, I saw her on Facebook so I decided to message her. I felt all clammy inside as I typed 3 letters that meant the same thing in over 4,000 languages which was probably used by every athletically challenged nerd to start an awkward conversation S-U-P or sup. For a second, she didn’t respond until a second later she responds “Hey”, but with no smiley face. She always smiled, what could be up? I responded, “Sooo do you have something to say?” She just shook her head instant messaging me “No dot dot that’s you?” Really from that point, I just gave up and just told her, “You were always the first girl ever to be on my mind sophmore year, the only girl who didn’t disown me and treat me like something to be treated like garbage. I tried to move on but couldn’t really. I guess all I ever wanted was to be with you and make you feel special, and show you something real…For, me not to once be stuck in the friend zone and work my away around the steel wall around your heart. I guess you are someone who I REALLY WANT… ” She just replied “thank you for being honest” with a smile leaving the conversation at a pleasant state. I woke up the next morning refreshed happy as ever. The birds were singing, brother wasn’t grumpy, today just seemed to be headed in a lovely direction until… .
I arrived at school only to see her with some other guy. At first, I didn’t sweat it, but after some weeks it seemed they grew closer and we grew farther apart. I wanted her to be “MY” prom date. She was the one thing to make senior year perfect, but sadly not anymore. I thought from me telling her how I felt would lead us into another “Donald Glover and SoSuperSam”, but it didn’t. Looking at every piece of data, I decided to give up. I talked to C Dubb and he asked “how was it going?” and I just told him, “I gave up.” Of course, he didn’t believe me and end up giving me the face and told me I didn’t and I that “I LOVE HER.” I denied it everytime, but in reality I guess I did Love her… .