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Dramathings Part 2. The Show.
So just yesterday, Katie, Courtney, and myself went to what our school calls “Variety Show”. Its like a talent show but not a lot of people vary in talent, it was mainly Singing, Dancing, or a band performance. So, the creep that I am didn’t want to mess with a guy in a relationship. So I looked on his Facebook and hes in one. I blow it off and I’m just like “whatever”. Oh yeah, it might be nice to mention that the Thursday before, one of my friends had went up to him and gave him my number. I regret this, I did tell her “If you’re really going to do it then go right ahead.” But I remembered after she had done it that I didn’t want her to because I didn’t know if he had a girlfriend. So yeah, I ran away again before I could see his reaction. Back to the show… I assume he’ll be there probably performing. That’s what preformers do. So when we walk up to the ticket taker guy… He looks at me and says “… Oh, you’re that one girl that-… Never mind I can’t talk about it with all these people.” Or something, I’m off a word, don’t judge me… so I raise an eyebrow and my jaw drops a bit. “Uh, what?” And in my head I’m like “Fuck, only a sophomore and I have a reputation that I can’t even hear about?” But the guy is just like “Nothing, go in.” And I’m just dumbfounded, but I go in wishing I had prodded him to tell me. My friends are laughing and shouting my name all loud when we see Luke like three times when we’re waiting for the show. Before it actually starts, some of the seniors in front of us seem to glance back at me and I feel a bit uneasy. I tell my friends that I no longer want to be at the show. They ask me why and I’m freaking out about my “Reputation”. The show starts legitimately and the first band is up… Of course Luke is in it. My friends bother me and its really just frustrating me because they know he has a girlfriend and they know I’m upset about my “rep”. 10 minutes into a show that is 3 hours long, a wave if depression washes over me and I’m sick to my stomach. I feel like I could just puke and cry. I don’t know why. So Luke is in this first act once or twice. My friends keep bugging me and I finally snap. I’m just like “You guys really need to fucking stop.” Then the feel bad and I feel bad for making them feel bad… so anyway the night continues to the second act. And throughout this whole thing I still just feel like I have to throw up. So I settle with the assumption that I feel other peoples feelings. They call it “Telepathic Empathy”. So this illness I feel is the nervousness of the people backstage… yeah sure. Shrug it off. In the second act, Luke appears about 3 times. Luckily my friends have stopped messing with me about it… So the end of the show, we go wait outside and mess around like morons waiting for Courtneys mom to pick her up… So I guess that’s the end of that… Hes a senior and we’ll never ever have to see eachother again.
Dramathings Part 1. Theater.
So the story basically goes like this:
At a play my school had a week ago, we had a live band.
And this older guy I’ve had a crush on was playing in the band. I mentioned it to my friends, Katie and Courtney. WHELL. During intermission of said play, me and company were waiting for the show to resume after we got a drink. The band guys were playing with dinosaur figures. Me and my friends noticed and I whispered to them “I have that stegosaurus.” And of course, older guy (who we will name “Luke” from this point) had the stegosaurus. SO-HO, Katie dares me to shout “Hey! I like your dinosaurs!” But because I am shy, I chickened out and said no. Then I said “Buuuut, you know who will?” I lean forward and give Courtney a look. “You’ll do it won’t you? You’re pretty brave.” And she was like “Do what?” And we all share a laugh and I told her the dare. She looks over at the group and back at us. Katie says “You don’t have to do it.” And I nod in agreement. Courtney says she wants to but she kind of doesn’t. She says “Pst…”
“Uh, Hey.”
“Hey!”
And they look over and she says “We like your dinosaurs!” The guys have a laugh and lift up their toys. I decide to shout “I have that stegosaurus!” And Luke smiles and says “Ah, stegosaurus.” Like he didn’t know what type it was. SO-HO. The play resumes…
When its over my friends and I are waiting in the theater for people to clear out. I’m all like “I kind of want to talk to Mr. Stegosaurus again.” So both Courtney and Katie shout “Hey!” And he looks over and they point to me while I’m blushing and trying to scurry away, “She likes your dinosaur.” Didn’t see his reaction but I was more worried about looking like a freak. So after that we go into the hallway and get all these peoples autographs. I only got a few, but I also made a egotistical puppy kicker smile. :)
So then we wait outside for Katies mom and for a response as to if Courtney can stay the night with us. Well, I know for a fact that Luke was in the band room and if he left I would be courageous and ask him his name and if I could have a hug. WELL. After waiting barely an hour and skipping some details that are not important to this story, he finally comes out of the band room… With other people. “Haha, no way I’m going up to him now.” Is what I was thinking. My friends shout to the group “WOOOO! CAN WE HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPHS?!” And the guys ignore us and maybe laugh a little. Opportunity lost. Again.
OH BUT WAIT. Luke runs back into the room to get something. And I take the opportunity to creepily wait for him to come back out…
I don’t mean to be creepy but it just happened… So he walked back out and my friends are like “Can we have your autograph?!” And hes like “I don’t have a pen…” So I take the pen from my pocket and eagerly hand it to him. “Could I ask what your name is?” I say all shy and shit. And he says his name and signs my paper. He signs my friends papers and before he walks away I ask for a hug. Hes hesitant but agrees. So we hug and the end. Me and my friends finally go to katies house and they’re all “Ooo” ing and “Aaaah “ing like I did something amazing. I’m just like “Hes a senior and Ill never see him again after this next week. Whats the big deal?”.
And now I know the big deal. When you mess with older guys, they think you’re creepy.
Part 2 coming in about half an hour. Stay tuned.
