So Totally Not Over It

Okay, so more reunion reminiscing.
All through high school, I was sort of a wall flower. I had my friends, but I wasn't the girl you noticed or pined for from afar. Not me.

And then . . . Senior year this football player asked me to prom. No one had ever asked me out, ever. (I know we saw part of this story already, I need to share another angle). I sat next to his sister in band and I guess that is where he noticed me and began pinning (whether you pined or not, this is my story jerk rat bastard). One day he approached with his virile, jock, manliness and asked me to prom. What? You know my name? Yes I'll go to prom because I know who you are and you're kinda cute.

We were suppose to be dating but he never called, and we never went anywhere. I think I went to visit him one day while he worked, maybe. Nothing. Maybe a week after he asked me to prom and one week BEFORE prom he said he didn't want to go with me anymore. I was heartbroken. Maybe he heard I rumor that I put out (I did from time to time) and was upset that we hadn't even gone to first base, seriously! I'm not sayin' I wouldn't have kissed this boy, but how can you if you are never together?

So, I paid for my own prom ticket and went with a group of girls just like me . . . dateless. Of course football player was there with another girl that looked eerily similar to myself and they danced and had a good time. I think she was a sure bet to put out on prom night while I wasn't.

Although this was painful, it was probably a good thing because I went to a fraternity party after prom and had a hell of a good time with people that really liked me and were upset that I didn't ask them to prom. I didn't think college boys wanted to go to a high school prom. Sometimes you underestimate how much people REALLY like you and REALLY like being your friend.

Now, lets back up. We know why football player rejected dumped me. Supposed best friend that can now be seen as the jealous best friend, was planting lies in football players ears.

I ask you rat bastard, why you believed her?

Moving on. A few months out of high school football player and I ran into each other crusin' the strip. We flirted and road around in the back of a friends truck. The butterflies were there, however, again there was no physical contact. Eventually, the novelty wore off and the whole thing fizzled. In the end football player accused me of being a pretentious bitch, not his words. From his point of view I thought I was too good for him because he worked at McDonald's.

NOT TRUE. I am not like that. He had a job, he had some ambition, McDonald's wasn't his life's calling and I knew that. We all have to eat shit sometimes and when you're young, as we were, you tend to eat more than most. Again, I say, if you have no contact, there is no relationship. He called maybe once and we never saw each other. Through my fraternity friends, boys were there. They came to visit if they wanted to see you, made the first move if they wanted something, I never had to work for anything. Football player wanted me to work. Uh-huh.

I am married to the best man ever and we are so blissfully happy. Sometimes it makes me want to throw up we are so happy. But, I bare a wound of rejection (and betrayal). Normally, it doesn't bother me, truly. However, seeing his name and his RSVP makes the wound sensitive again.

I think I'll go call my husband.