You and I
Author's note: Dedication J., I see your eyes everywhere I go, a pair of startling stars blinking... Show full author's note »
Chosen OneThe envelope was a pale moon, thin and narrow, and trembling in my hands. God, I wanted this opportunity. Yeah, I also wanted the title and all that it implied. Who didn’t? I was a teenager, so yes, I was naïve and all the little things were the big ones.
Looking around my first period science room, I could see that a pile of other kids in my class were already tearing open their envelopes. Shouts of joy and groans of despair filled the room like a giant, lolling wave, raising some people up and pulling others underneath. I was going to the ride the waves from now on, I told myself silently.
With one impatient thrust of my fingers, I felt the envelope break open like tissue paper. It read,
Congratulations! Casey, you have been personally selected as one of the 2010-2011 school year Community Living Program (CLP) Peer Supporters. Return this letter to the office by June 1st to confirm your entry in this course.
Wishing you all the best,
Mrs. Maureen and Mrs. White
Crap. This wasn’t the news I’d expected. It wasn’t what I wanted. However, little did I know, this experience was what I needed.
I delivered the letter in confirmation of my choice a day later. I had told Mrs. Maureen and Mrs. White that I was interested in being a Peer Supporter. I still was; that intrigue hadn’t changed.