April 2, 2011

Well, now it is the day after prom. Hardly an hour has gone by since Raylyn has left my house and I get a text from him saying that he really enjoyed “hanging out” but in a more boyish fashion. Me still being on my "the guy I’ve liked for years just kissed me" high asked him out of the blue, “Okay you kissed me, what does that make us now?” That is very unlike me since I am really shy and care way too much about what other people think about me. It took him what felt like years and years and years to answer me and when he finally answered he said, "Well you’re my girlfriend of course, why else would I have kissed you?" Okay so now I’m feeling really dumb because the way he had put that, it made me feel like I should have known that and never asked him where we stood. Then another high hits-OH MY GOODNESS he just said I was his GIRLFRIEND. Woo!! Now I have been waiting for forever for him to even notice me and now after just talking to him for maybe give or take a week I can call this boy my boyfriend. Okay this just made my year. Wait no my life. Yeah I was that excited but hey, give this girl a break.  Imagine if you were in my shoes and the “hot” football player you’ve had a crush on for years just said you, the shy little band geek, was his girlfriend. Wouldn’t you be excited too?  So this  is where our story begins on April 2, 2011.