Our Love Story pt 6

After the night of debauchery that was Homecoming I felt a little like Cinderella. The clock struck midnight and I went back to life as usual. I was so mad at myself for not exchanging phone numbers with Caleb, but there was always facebook. So I did something that was completely out of character for me, I added him as a friend. In this millennium that’s the equivalent to me asking for his number, so I felt confident that since I made that first step, he would surly confess his unwaving love for me right then and there. All I got was a ‘what’s up”. But I could read between the lines so I replied with. “Not much, what’s up with you”. That was it. Honestly nothing else for weeks. Then one day I logged on and had a message in my inbox, he FINALLY asked for my number, I of course obliged. Things were really starting to look up.

Our Love Story pt 5

I was pleasantly surprised when I turned and saw it was Caleb. He had basically ignored my existence ever since my first night at Muskingum. Even that night the only thing I got from him was a hey, when I first arrived to Star’s house, but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t secretly hoping for this moment since the first shots were poured. There was something different about him than all the other boys. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I knew he was something special.

So of course I danced with him, it was the last song of the night, well the last fast song anyway. I was in drunken bliss as our hips swayed to T-Pain and Baby Bash, Cyclone. I still to this day get goose bumps when I hear that song. I guess part of me knew right then and there at that moment that in his arms was where I was always meant to be.

Anyway after the song went off we went our separate ways, back to meet up with our friends to figure out who would be driving and where everyone is riding, but this time as we parted ways, I knew I had him.

Once we all got back to Star’s house we drank a little more, laughed about the nights events, and a few people, I won’t name any names, even got sick. After Chrysta cleaned up Corey’s barf ,oops, everyone settled in to try and get some rest. Caleb and I snuggled up on the floor and that night we had our first of many late night chats. I was too drunk to remember anything that was said, but I do know that I felt comfortable telling him anything.

Once everything wuited down and I finally passed out. I wake to star tapping me on the shoulder at 5:50 am, “Can you still take me to work?” WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYY did I drink so much? I had to get home and get ready for church anyway, so I jumped up and gathered my stuff and left Caleb laying there, knocked out. I never even got his phone number. Oh well on to the next…

Our Love Story pt 4

I was the next last to arrive at Star’s house that night(only Abby and her Friend Birch were missing), and ironically, the only one ready. When I first got there I felt a little out of place, being that I had only met these boy’s once before and how much did I really know about these guys anyway? My mom was right, I never think before I get myself into these situations. I just knew I was destined to be one of the victims on an upcoming episode of America’s Most Wanted. Since Star and Chrysta were still trying to decide what to wear, we were all held up in her room going through her closet, while the boys sat in the living room taking pictures and drinking Jungle Juice.

Once Star got dressed I had no choice but to go join the rest of the party. Five boys ended up coming in the end, they were Caleb, Corey, Brennen, Darrell, Dennis and Romey. I made Star get my first cup of Jungle juice, and after that it was all downhill.

Abby arrived about 3 cups in, and I somehow found myself in a drinking competition with Romey. He thought he could out drink me, don’t he know who I am? Anyway, once the party was all there, the drinks started to flow, and everyone started to loosen up. After a lot more drinks the 11 of us split up into 3 cars and headed down the hill to the dance. I rode in a car with Birch and Abby and Darrell and I can remember if we had Dennis with us or not, but that could be because of all the bottom shelf Vodka I had already consumed.

The dance itself was much like any high school homecoming the only difference was this one served alcohol, not to mention almost everyone in attendance, had a bottle of something or another hidden in their purses or pockets. Overall it was a great time. We didn’t see much of the boys until the end. As soon as we all got in they went their own separate way, RUDE I know, but I didn’t care I was drunk and they didn’t come to see me so I still had a blast, dancing and drinking out of random people’s liquor bottles. Towards the end of the night however we all slowly started to come back as one big group, and that’s when I felt someone grab my arm…

Our Love Story pt 3

After that first night in Muskieland things went back to normal. The only real difference was I now could put faces to the names Star and Chrysta talked about. I went back to my crazy work load and thought nothing more about the boy whose name I never caught. The only thing I was looking forward to was the Homecoming dance at West Lib. Living in Wheeling you have to take what you can get, and I get excited about any excuse to dress up and drink a little jungle juice.

What followed was the slowest work week of my entire life. It seemed like Saturday would never come, so when it finally did it didn’t even matter that I couldn’t go to the game because I of course had to work. I don’t even like football anyway so all that matter was I got off early and I was going to get my hair done. Plus Star was updating me through text messages with all the details of the day so it was like I was there anyway.

The plan was that after the game Star, Chrysta and Nika were going to pick up a few of the Muskie boys, because they were going to come to homecoming too. I of course would be getting my hair done so I was going to meet them at Stars house once I was done. Chrysta’s sister Abby and her friend Birch were coming too, so it would be a full house all of us packed into Star’s tiny apartment, but the more the merrier.
Once my hair is finally done, i get the text saying they all made it back, after some drama with Chrysta’s front tire. Everyone is safe and sound and I should come as soon as I can. Oh and there are a few more boys that was originally planned, but the more the merrier. I rush to get dressed and I kiss my sisters goodnight, tell my mom I will be home in the AM and head up the hill to Star’s house. Little did I know, this night would be one to change my life forever….

Introduction to Our Love Story

Hey Dolls, as you may know I am currently in a long distance relationship. I started this story a while back on my myspace blog, and I actua;;y forgot all about it unitl one of my friends asked me when the next installment would be. I figured I would bring it back on here for everyone to enjoy. Here is parts 1&2 and stay tuned for part 3!


PART ONE



Life is a funny thing. It always seems to pull you in a direction that you never expect to go. Take me for example. I never in a million years dreamed I would fall in love., and more than that I never dreamed it would have happened to me so early in life. I have always considered myself sort of a lone wolf. I have friends and a really close family, but I’ve always played my cards close to me chest. I have always had issue trusting people and although it sounds cliché I think it all stems from my issues with my father. I know a young black female with daddy issues real, how original. I really honestly think that kind of shit affects people, it’s just that some of us are better at hiding it than most people are. I have gradually become and expert at hiding my emotions. I never let anyone see all of me, just the bits and pieces I was comfortable sharing. Then something, or rather someone amazing happened.
I say that’s its fate, the way we met. I was sitting on Star’s couch listening to her and Chrysta talking about these random boys they had met on FACEBOOK. They were going through each one’s perspective page critiquing pictures and analyzing comments. Then out of nowhere Chrysta had the brilliant idea to make a spontaneous visit. Well of course I wasn’t gonna go. Hell no, I am was not gonna go and be the big fat 5th wheel. No NO NO!
Ten minutes later I’m sitting in the backseat of a blue Colbolt asking myself how I let these bitches talk me into this shit. I didn’t know these people from anywhere. What is they were crazy. I tried to rationalize, well we are going to on campus housing so they can’t be too bad. Plus they have been here before, no one was rapped yet. I needed to let go and enjoy life for once right. Hey you never know, you might like it…



PART TWO



107 was the name of the house that sin built. It was a club disguised as campus housing, and the club owners/ residents, as fate would have it, were 6 members of the Muskingum Varsity Football team. Corey, Brennen, TJ, David, Josh and Martin lived, worked and played at 107.

Now on this night, my first night 107 was relatively calm. There were about 20 people there, mostly other guys from the team, and they were all just sitting around talking and laughing. Once we got there I was introduced to Corey and Brennan, Nika and Star respectively. They were the ones we were there to see, so I really didn’t pay much attention to the other hands I shook right off. Actually we only spent a few minutes downstairs before we went up to hang out in Brennen’s room.

Once we actually go in Brennen’s room I instantly felt much more at ease. The only people in there were Star, Brennen, Chrysta, Corey, Me and this kid Star and Chrysta nicknamed Nosey, because he stayed in everyone’s business. Nosey and I sat on the desk, Chrysta and Corey on the window seal and Star and Brennen on the bed. We just sat around and talked and watched videos on You Tube. I had a genuinely good time, getting to know these new people and I was glad that I came. There was something about Nosey that made me feel like I could tell him anything, and it was crazy because I don’t normally open up to anyone, even after knowing them for years.

We sat and laughed and whispered about everyone in the house and it was great, that is until other people started migrating into the room. Then someone had the brilliant idea to start taking picture. Fucking Facebook!!! So eventually all the boy left Brennen’s room for group pictures while me Star and Chrysta made fun of them.

Once the photo shoot was over everything seemed to clam down a bit. Most of the other boys left and we found ourselves in Corey’s room with a random assortment of boy, all but the one I was looking for. He was in the other room talking on the phone, presumably with his girlfriend. I definitely read that one all wrong…