The Boy With Holes For Eyes
One night when I was around 10 years old, I was awakened by my bedroom door opening, followed by someone sitting on my bed. I felt the bed sag beneath a person's weight and my leg being scraped. I thought, It's just Mom, and I opened my eyes.
The End She had the look where she was thinking super hard to give me an answer and she said, “Well, it was one kiss.” My sister asked how I felt about her and of course, I replied by stating that I truly like her. Who wouldn’t like the prettiest girl in school? She concurred with a nod, but let me know to ask her how she feels about me before committing to asking her as a steady girlfriend. I guess I could agree with that, seeing that I was talking to an “expert”.
Winding Down I got home from Jackie’s house, pulled into the driveway, and got out of the car. As I walked into the house my mom, dad, and sister were all waiting up. It startled me a little bit seeing them as I didn’t expect everyone to be awake when I walked through the door. My dad was first to act as he said, “how’s the car”. I said, “It’s fine dad. Although I thought it was faster as I floored it down Main Street.” The look on his face was priceless as he said “What!!!!!” I told him I was joking that I didn’t go over the speed limit and I was driving like him, like an old grandpa. I laughed as I said that and he broke out a smile, barely. I am not sure if liked the humor in what I said. My mom then asked how everything went and I said it was great. We had a great time. She asked if we danced and I let her know that I did in fact dance and that nothing happened in the night that was bad. My sister just stared at me with a cheesy smile. She didn’t say anything, however, I felt that she wanted to ask me something. I told everyone that I wanted to go to bed so I gave back the car keys to my dad, thanked him for letting me drive his car, apologized for making those jokes, and headed to my room. As I passed by my dad, patted me on the shoulder and both my mom and dad told me that they loved me.
The Kiss I know that I mentioned that we “danced the night away”, but in reality, we didn’t stay until the end of the dance. We left when there was about an hour or so left. I walked her to the car, opened the door, and she got in. As I got in, I hesitated to start the car. Jackie was wondering why I hadn’t started it yet and all I could think about was the slap that she laid on Tim. After Jackie had slapped Tim across the face and came back to the table where I was, we never talked about it. One of the reasons was that it was really loud in the room with the music playing plus I didn’t want to be a recipient of a slap like that, not that she would need to do something like that with me or anything.
The Slap It was a little unnerving to walk into the dance because I felt as if everyone was staring at us. I mean it’s not a surprise to my classmates or the school to know that I was going with Jackie. I’m sure Tim and John tried to smear my name with everyone in the school and in doing so he thought he could try to get back with Jackie before the dance. That’s all politics and immaturity to do that kind of stuff so even if that was going on in the background, I didn’t care. All I cared about was walking into the room where the dance was being held and to dance with the most beautiful girl.
Picking Up Jackie
Picking Up Jackie From Her House As I pull up to Jackie’s house, I notice someone in the window peeking out. The person in person in the window is her little sister. She must have heard me pull up to the house and now she is letting Jackie know that I’m here. I get out of the Mustang, walk up to the door, and ring the bell. As the door opens, I’m expecting it to be Jackie so that we can go to the restaurant to eat. No, it was Jackie’s mom. She had this big smile on her face and asked me to come in. I reluctantly obliged her request because I already was nervous, but to be inside her house was even more nerve-racking. I’m not sure if I mentioned this but Jackie grew up in a wealthy family. Her mom was a doctor and her dad was a lawyer. The house was a two-story house with a basement. There was an in-ground swimming pool (which is where Jackie got her burn).
The Parade At this time the bell rang for classes to start and we walked in separate directions to go to our classes. The day went like all the other days. We passed notes in the hallways to each other in between classes, however, one big change happened today than all the other days. Tim and his football goons were giving me more eye contact than usual as I went to my classes. There was even one instance in which John had shoulder bumped me pretty hard. Hard enough to where it pushed me into other people in the hallway. When that happened, I turned around thinking he would apologize but of course, that is wishful thinking. Instead, he yelled out, “watch where you’re going you idiot”. He started laughing with the people that were walking with him.
The Moment of Truth
The Moment of Truth Jackie came to the phone and said hello? This was it. This was the moment I will hopefully know what is going on but do I want to know? I mean this could literally be the worst day of my life if she says something that I don’t want to hear. I said, Jackie? Jackie replied with a hello. I said I didn’t see you at school today, is everything okay? Jackie hesitated for a bit before answering and during this hesitation, I started to get a knot in my stomach for I just knew the worst was about to happen. I just knew that she was going to tell me that going to the dance with me was going to be off that she was going to make some type of excuse. I didn’t want to hear what she had to say. I thought of just hanging up the phone but I knew that finding out now would ease the blow later. Jackie said, “I’m sort of embarrassed to say this to you”. Oh boy, here it comes. She said, “Yesterday I laid out by my pool to get some sun in and I must have lost track of time. I sort of got sunburned on my front side. I look like a lobster.” She let out a big laugh as if it was embarrassing. The only thing I could think of saying was, “are you alright?” That was a stupid question, of course, she’s not alright. Jackie then preceded to tell me that she skipped school today so that she could apply ointment to the burned spots on her body plus it really hurts when I move, she said. I then asked the question, “so are we still going to the dance Saturday?” I’m not sure at this point if I want to hear the answer. She said, “of course, we’re going to the dance. That’s why I stayed home today so that I wouldn’t be in pain for Saturday.” Ok, the problem was just averted. I let out a big sigh of relief but not close to the phone. I didn’t want to have to explain to Jackie why I did that. I then asked, “are you going to be there tomorrow?” She replied with a yes and that she will meet up with me at my locker.
Jealousy My sister helped me get all lined out with what I needed to do for this dance. She helped me to pick out my tux. She helped me with what to say to the florist about what type of corsage to get. She even helped me with suggestions on where to take her to eat. If I didn’t have a helpful sister with this stuff, I don’t know what I would have done. Oh yeah, I would have had to ask my parents for advice. I am sure glad I didn’t have to do that. I feel like I am completely ready for this dance, this adventure. I’ve never done this before so I hope to make a lasting impression. A lasting GOOD impression or else I don’t think I would be able to show myself at school. I would most likely be ridiculed more than I was before my Senior year if that is even possible. I can’t think negatively though.
Preparing For The Dance
You might be wondering what everyone is thinking about what Jackie is doing. Some of her friends were positive and some were negative about me going to the dance with her. I really didn’t care about how the negative thinkers felt because I was going to the dance with Jackie and at this point, that is all that matters. One of the negative thinkers was none other than Tim the ex-boyfriend. Even though they had broken up, he apparently still had feelings for her. Luckily for me, Jackie wanted nothing to do with him ever again. I really wanted to know what that was all about, but I didn’t want to ruin what I had with her so I just gave supportive feedback to her every time his name came up, but not too supportive to make her think that he would be good for her. In my opinion, Tim was very toxic to her and I’m not just saying it because I really liked Jackie. He was very controlling over her and maybe that’s why she left him. I didn’t really care why she stopped seeing him because now Tim’s goons (loyal friends) aren’t around anymore to stop anyone from trying to make any sort of contact with Jackie.