I was clueless, he was gay. Sounds like every other love story, right?
By the time junior year started, I had had a major makeover. And Walter Thomas, the most popular boy in school (naturally) and recurring star in my endless fantasies, noticed. Suddenly, I was convinced he was into me. I mean, that's what happened in the books.
But sadly, my life is not like the books I've read. Instead of kisses in the rain, I got questions about what makeup I used. Instead of moments alone with the love of my life, I got his obnoxious brother smarting off nonstop.
The majority of the year consisted of my clueless and not-so-cliche adventures with Walter Thomas, the gay man of my dreams, and Jeremiah Thomas, the very straight villain of my nightmares. But hey, at least it was entertaining.
And oh so very embarrassing.