So here’s a story I told my mother a few weeks ago. I thought I’d go ahead and post it here.
When I was a junior in high school I had a huge crush on a senior guy named Mike K. I had never actually spoken to him, and we certainly didn’t run in the same circles, but I knew who he was and was completely enthralled by him. My high school had lots of cliques, and he didn’t seem to really belong to any of them (neither did I – unless you called the Young Life kids a clique (and some did)). He wasn’t an athlete, and he wasn’t one of the deadheads, nor was he a skater or a prep. He just WAS.
Anyway, I had a huge crush on Mike K. I had befriended a freshman girl in my journalism class who was really outgoing and chirpy in her preppie ways. One day she and I met up at my locker before class so we could walk together. She was lamenting over a boy she liked (a junior that I had a couple of classes with). She had never spoken to him, but kind of stalked him in the hallways, hoping he’d notice her. I told her I empathized, since I also had a crush on a boy who didn’t know who I was and I also stalked (but in a cute way).
Mike K. worked at the Texaco gas station near my house. At this point I was driving and had my own car, so whenever I needed gas I would go to that particular Texaco, hoping to catch a glimpse. As if seeing him in the hallways at school wasn’t enough. So anyway, I was telling Janine about my own stalking, and describing Mike K. at the same time – his dark mildly curly hair, his piercing blues eyes, his lanky “I don’t work out” body, his aloofness in the hallways.
When I was done re-emphasizing how gorgeous his light blue eyes were, she asked me, “What’s this guy’s name?”
“Mike K.” I answered.
Janine stopped dead in the hallway. “Jaynee, that’s my BROTHER. That is SO GROSS.”
And that’s when it hit me: Janine also had gorgeous light blue eyes. And dark mildly curly hair. And the same last name as Mike K. I was mortified and begged her not to tell her brother , but in my head I knew she’d run right home and tell him.
I never went to that Texaco again.
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