Just a Glance

November 23, 2010
By Eer320 PLATINUM, S. China, Maine
Eer320 PLATINUM, S. China, Maine
20 articles 4 photos 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, hey girl, magenta! and she's like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, no - I want magenta!"


I had seen him before. At athletic events, mostly basketball and soccer though. I had seen him at a math meet, which we both didn’t seem to enjoy. I don’t see him enough. Of course, that’s obvious, considering we don’t attend the same school. I had seen him enough to know one thing, though. I had seen him enough to know that I loved him.

I’m not much of a charmer. My friends say I am, but I really don’t think so. Compared to some girls out there, I am totally dirt. I have bright blue eyes. I was always complimented on my eyes when I was little. By my parent’s and grandmother’s friends. It was kind of creepy. But I don’t get those compliments anymore. I have dark brown, almost black, hair, that goes a little farther than my shoulders. I almost always have it up. I am tall, and skinny. Not anorexic, just skinny. But the most blemishing feature I have, is my eyebrows. They are really thick, and dark.

I guess you can say he wasn’t much of a charmer either. Tall, very tall, with a very prominent Adam’s Apple. He has short, kind of wavy, textured brown hair. Very plain. His smile though, that’s what gets me. It can be goofy at times, friendly, or charming, too. Although I don’t get the last one directed at me. He is really funny, friendly, nice, and just seems like a very good person. I like that.

The only problem is … I haven’t actually met him.

Whenever I am around him, I act, well, really hyper. Kind of excited, nervous, boastingly, flirty, and just plain different than my normal self. You’d think I would burst, feeling all of that. Well, I get pretty close.

But there was one day that sticks out clearly in my mind. It was at that high school talent show I mentioned. I had come with my friends, and he had come with his. We were waiting for the show to start, and just standing around. He was standing by the door, with a group of girls, and I was more into the gym. But I could still see him, and of course I was looking at him, sneaking in peaks.

He seemed really bored.

And then it happened. I don’t know if I imagined it, or if I was just dreaming. But he turned his head, and looked at my groupie. My groupie of friends. He looked at me.

It was just a glance.

But in that glance, held hope, nervousness, and excitement. Excitement for the future to come, when we wold both arrive at the same high school next year. Nervousness for his catching on, about my crush. It he found out, it might ruin my life.

Or not. And that is where the hope came in. Hope, that he may like me back. And my life may not end, but get better.


The author's comments:
This is a true story. About the guy I liked, and still do like. Please enjoy.

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on Dec. 4 2010 at 11:03 am
Eer320 PLATINUM, S. China, Maine
20 articles 4 photos 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, hey girl, magenta! and she's like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, no - I want magenta!"

:) Thanks Victoria.

on Dec. 4 2010 at 10:57 am
Tigerlily11 GOLD, South China, Maine
18 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
It is not what i want but what i need

This is amazing emma, you are so pretty and more and more people need to see that.....

Victoria


on Dec. 4 2010 at 7:36 am
Eer320 PLATINUM, S. China, Maine
20 articles 4 photos 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, hey girl, magenta! and she's like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, no - I want magenta!"

Okay, thank you!

paige.xo said...
on Dec. 4 2010 at 3:00 am
paige.xo, Auckland, Other
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Favorite Quote:
“First things first, I’m surrealist.” — Salvador Dali

I know how you feel!!!

Your writing comes across as a bit rushed.. I don't know wether it is supposed to or not, but i like it.



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