Another day spend with my family. So far it seems the story thing hasn't been as big of a success as I've wanted it to be. It's also been a rather busy week with midterms and presentations and such. I'll try again another week, but for tonight, here's the beginning of a story that's not quite finished yet.
Once upon a time, there was a girl who walked into her first day of high school as a freshman who had just moved across the country and knew no one. After a while she met some friends, including this one sophomore guy who she thought was pretty cute, but who she thought would never go for her because she was a freshman. He started dating her best friend, and did so for a year, so she got to be pretty good friends with him by the time they broke up. When her "best friend" made her choose a side after a rather ugly break up, she chose him. He was a much better friend to her and she helped him hide from his ex-girlfriend at lunch for the rest of the school year.
He started dating another girl a few months later and, while she was happy for him, she was a little disappointed but had no idea why. After he transferred schools, they stayed close and she began to become good friends with his girlfriend. This is how it went, all the way until her senior year started and he moved up to Portland with his girlfriend to work and go to school. Instead of growing apart though, they grew closer. When she went up to Portland to visit his girlfriend, instead of going to bed with her and staying up late telling girlie secrets, she found herself hanging out with him and his friends playing Super Smash Bros.
After he announced he was joining the Army, things changed between him and his girlfriend. The girl saw it before either of them, and it made her sad because she knew they meant a lot to each other. The farther and farther they drifted apart, the more the girl tried to be there for her best friend. Making the decision to enlist is hard enough, but not having the support of the one you're with makes it that much more difficult. Instead of worrying though, the two of them played Halo and made plans in case of a zombie apocalypse and went on a run that was way too hard for the girl, but she tried anyway because she didn't want him to think she couldn't do it. They spent most of 4th of July together and when she got her wisdom teeth pulled, he came over to make sure she was okay and only made fun of her face a little.
When his girlfriend finally broke it off, she did her best to make him feel better. A few days later, she was having a bad day and when he came over, even though he had just had his heart stomped on, he forgot everything and just tried to cheer her up. That's when she knew she liked him.
She didn't say anything though, and wasn't planning to, because she felt the same fear of being rejected that she felt her freshman year. What she didn't know though, was that he felt the same fear as she did (and had thought she was cute too her freshman year) and didn't want to say anything either. Things would've stayed that way if it wasn't for a visit to her college, an awesome mutual friend and the fact that when they looked down, they realized they'd been holding hands.
He never asked her out.
He never had to.
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