Thursday, 20 August 2009

  • I'm In Love With A Boy Who Doesn't Love Me Back

    Okay, I wouldn’t call it love.  More like a crush. 

    I met him at the beginning of school last year, specifically in English class.  He had an extremely cute smile, and was very outgoing and funny.

    What made me start liking him? Probably the fact that he had a great personality and a *pretty* hot body to go with.  He was able to hold intelligent conversations, unlike the other teenage guys whom I normally conversed with…

    Noreen: Hey!  Whatsup?

    Other Guy: Ehh..not much…*looks off in distance*

    Noreen: What are you doing today?  Did you study for precal?  People told me that the test was-

    Other Guy: You have something weird in your hair.

    Noreen:…it’s called a hairclip.  Are you paying attention?  Look over all the questions, that math test was really hard-

    Other Guy:  THAT’S WHAT SHE SAID!

    Noreen:  What? Okay, wow, that was really stupid.

    Other Guy:  your mom’s stupid! 

    Noreen: …..

    Other Guy: 

    Maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration. 

    ......

    Okay, maybe not. 

    But this boy was different.  It seemed like he understood everything that was thrown at him, and when he was concentrating on an assignment he would stick his tongue out (so cute!).  Some people would call him a pushover, but in my honest opinion he was just sympathetic to every situation.  He was always very helpful, always had a positive attitude, and was very VERY sweet.

    But there were two problems. 

    My best friends did not approve.  They were appalled at how I was attracted to him.  No, ‘appalled’ doesn’t even cut it, they were ‘horrified.’ 

    “Noreen, that’s gross,” They would say.  “I can’t believe we’re actually friends! I can’t believe you actually LIKE him!” 

    This brings me to the next problem.

    This boy that I like oh-so-much…is 25 years old.

    I’m in love with my English teacher. 

    So when I walk through those humongous ugly purple double-doors on August 29th into my high school for the very first time in 2 months and see HIM

    Will I still giggle (like a schoolgirl) uncontrollably?  When he looks at me, will it still feel like orange baby stars are exploding in my heart?  Will I still slow down and glance into his classroom whenever I pass by? 

    Will I still love him?

     

    Nahh.   He ain’t my teacher, so he ain’t giving out the good grades no more. 

    Time to move on and suck up to my new teachers. 


    But he still holds a special place in my heart.  

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