It Started a Weekend in March

How we met

            

We met on a cold bus, I didn't want to be there and you clearly were excited to be with your friends. I saw you from across the bus and saw you trying to rap along to my favorite band. I, of course knew all the words to the song and battled you in my mind. I won, of course, but from that moment you've been stuck in mind. Later on that night, I sat in the back where you and your friends were, it was actually a mission to get my so called "friend" with one of your friends. She ended up not talking at all, and the guy not even saying hello. You mimicked the way I rapped and the way I sang, the way I talked and the way I expressed myself. I liked you for that, it felt genuine. It didn't feel like you were doing it out malicious thoughts, no, it felt like you were doing it for genuine fun. I laughed alongside you and friends, it was a perfect night until you drew a butt on my left hand. I screamed at you for doing that, even after I had drawn a beautiful flower on yours. I screamed and laughed so hard that the only thing you could do was stare and laugh. I snorted for the first time, and everything went quiet. As soon as everyone realized that it was me, the bus was again consumed by laughter. I wanted to get to know you then.

            I decided to sit with you and friends, I tried to disguise it by sitting next to one of your best friends. Him and I bonded quickly, and you didn't seem to mind. I knew that you didn't like me, but even then my heart shattered just a tiny bit. The days past and we talked, but it seemed like it would always be awkward between us. You bought me subway, but you were too quiet. I didn't know what to say and you clearly didn't like the small talk I was trying to initiate. I left to go with your two best friends. I felt bad, but you didn't seem to mind. This was another time that you broke my heart just a tiny bit. And this was only the 3rd day of meeting you.

            We went to Universal Studios, I didn't know who to hang out with, you and your friends immediately told me to hang out with you guys. I took it as an opportunity to spend time with you. Your two best friends took too long to walk, so we decided to ditch them. It was only a small group of us now. I made it my goal to sit next to you in all the rides, I completed that goal. You were scared, or maybe acting scared. I'll never know now. But, I took that as a chance to hold your hand in all the rides, I felt happy holding your hand, and maybe you did too. You didn't pull back. You carried my backpack the entire time, even though it weighted more than me. Now I know it's because you have a fetish. You were so nice and kind. I thought maybe my swollen eye would be such a turn off, thank God for Thalia's sunglasses. I looked like a neon spotlight, but at least that helped? I spent the entire day with you and I couldn't have chosen a better person. You made me feel better when everyone said that I didn't have friends, and they questioned you guys as for why you hung out with me. You made me feel happy, that was the first time of many others.

            You and your friends invited me to go out and eat with you guys that night, I agreed since I didn't want to fight with my best friend anymore. I wasn't going to eat, because on that certain day, I felt fat and my anorexia kicked in. You didn't know about it at the time, so you asked me why I even bothered to go. That was another piece of my heart being torn away. I felt sad that entire night, I felt out of place. You paid no attention to me and that was like a kick to my stomach. You don't know this, but when we got back from eating, I heard the guys from next door talking shit about me, I was locked out of my room. When I was crying, I realized that you were outside right next to me. You didn't notice me there. Everyone asked me if I was okay, I said yes. I was lying. I wanted to get to know you then.

            On the last day, I sat with all the guys and you to eat lunch. We were making fun of Aaron, and how he had fainted in one of the scariest rides. I had forced you into that ride, and that was the ride where we held hands for the longest time.You were laughing and making jokes until your best friend asked you if he could tell me, I didn't understand. Everyone starting saying yes, that you should tell me. I was scared. I forced them into telling me, you shut right up. They said that when we held hands, you realized you liked me or you started liking me. Is that true? I felt happy, but seeing how you were quiet and everyone was laughing, that made me think that it was a prank to see if I liked you. So I played it off as if I thought it was a joke. You were quiet the entire time. You didn't say anything else on the bus, at least not to me. That made me think that maybe it was true, but I didn't want to jinx it. We went to the mall after that, it was only a small group of us and we decided to watch a movie. Everyone chipped in to pay your best friend. You were brooding and I still didn't know why. I decide that I had a new goal at that moment. It was to sit next to you.We made funny comments about the movie and that made me happy, until I realized I had shorts and I was super cold. I took off my jacket and placed on my legs, but that didn't help. You saw me and asked me if I wanted your hoodie. I didn't want you to feel cold, so I said no. You took it off, and gave it to me. I was laughing so hard; it was your oppai hoodie. It was huge on me, but it smelled really good. I still remember the smell. I felt happy. The urge to know you was so strong at that moment.