First Impressions
This is a story I wrote that a former crush inspired. I have changed his name, of course. The name that I use in the story is actually the name of my celebrity crush, Trevor Eyster who played Sponge on Salute Your Shorts. Enjoy!
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Trevor was strolling down my street in sunglasses and a white t-shirt that clung to his sweaty torso and I was drooling. I wanted to ask him out so badly but I didn’t want him to reject me. Why was I so afraid to ask him out, you say? It’s because of what happened in the eighth grade when he rejected me the first time.
***
It was a cold November morning. I was minding my own business as I walked with my friend Leah while we waited at the bus stop for our other friends. Leah and I were always the first ones there because our moms drove us to school. So every morning when we got there we stood at the bus stop and waited for everyone else to arrive.
Trevor was already there too because his mom worked as a teacher’s aide at our school. The three of us were standing on the upper playground that morning because it was bit early for the bus to arrive. Lately I had been feeling depressed because Corey, my first crush, had rejected me not too long ago. Leah wanted to help me find a boyfriend but I had no idea what she had in mind and neither did Trevor. Thinking back, I often wonder if she saw something in us that the two of us hadn’t.
All of the sudden Leah stated to Trevor right in front of me, “You should go out with Mel.” She pointed to me.
He threw her a repulsing glare and replied. “No. Please no!” Then he turned to me. “I thought you liked Corey?”
I was just as speechless as he was so I just shrugged my shoulders. I had no idea why Leah had done what she had done and to say I was humiliated was an understatement. I mean, I didn’t like Trevor in that way back then but his answer had stung. What had I done to make him react like that? Was I really as ugly as I thought I was? I wondered if I would ever find a boyfriend or get married.
***
I just stared at the window wondering if I should make a move. I figured I should at least say hello to him before he walked out of earshot. But what if he were to come over? What would I say then? Would I say something stupid? I didn’t want to screw this up with him. It was the one chance to prove that I wasn’t a total loser like I was in eighth grade.
I wondered if he found me attractive. After all, I had grown up a lot in the eleven years since 8th grade. And I didn’t dress like a boy anymore. My hair was definitely better and I wore make-up. All of that was a plus.
The only drawback if there was only one, was the fact that I was still shy and awkward like I was back then. That was the reason I was so afraid of saying the wrong thing. Would I ever be able to get it together even just one time? I could kick myself for all the times I’d said the wrong thing to somebody. But if I had done that, I would probably be in the hospital by now. Or dead, as I wished I was at that moment.
I knew if I didn’t do anything soon I wouldn’t get a chance to say hi to him later. The chances of me saying hi to him again while he stood in his yard were very slim.
I opened my living room window preparing to say something. He was already halfway down the block and I knew that I would have to yell pretty loud if I wanted to get his attention.
I took one deep breath while wishing myself luck at the same time.
“TREVOOOR!” Wow! I couldn’t believe I had done that. I had amazed even myself.
I looked up to see if he had heard me. He had, but he was just standing in the middle of the road wondering who had called out to him. I didn’t think he would be able to see me through the window so I ran out the front door.
I sprinted into the yard, banging the door behind me as I collided onto the grass, frantically waving my arms at him. Fortunately, he had seen me this time and he waved back. And to my own surprise he was heading straight for my house! Oh no! What was I going to do now? I didn’t have anything prepared to say to him.
But I knew if I didn’t think of something soon I would probably lose him forever. Not that he was mine or anything like that. But I hoped that he would someday be my boyfriend.
As his lean figure became more present with every second, the sweatier I became. First my palms had dampened and then my armpits. Oh no! I hoped I wouldn’t smell like BO by the time he came over. I craned my neck so that I could smell them discreetly. But I couldn’t tell if I stunk because if I lifted my arm he would know I was smelling my own armpits. Then what would he think of me!
“Hey,” he said in a sleek voice. It was like music to my ears. I grinned in astonishment. Trevor Coaster was standing in my yard! And he was looking as hot as ever. I wished I could be more like him when it came to appearances. I bet he had never worried about how he looked in front of a girl.
***
It was a cold November morning. I was minding my own business as I walked with my friend Leah while we waited at the bus stop for our other friends. Leah and I were always the first ones there because our moms drove us to school. So every morning when we got there we stood at the bus stop and waited for everyone else to arrive.
Trevor was already there too because his mom worked as a teacher’s aide at our school. The three of us were standing on the upper playground that morning because it was bit early for the bus to arrive. Lately I had been feeling depressed because Corey, my first crush, had rejected me not too long ago. Leah wanted to help me find a boyfriend but I had no idea what she had in mind and neither did Trevor. Thinking back, I often wonder if she saw something in us that the two of us hadn’t.
All of the sudden Leah stated to Trevor right in front of me, “You should go out with Mel.” She pointed to me.
He threw her a repulsing glare and replied. “No. Please no!” Then he turned to me. “I thought you liked Corey?”
I was just as speechless as he was so I just shrugged my shoulders. I had no idea why Leah had done what she had done and to say I was humiliated was an understatement. I mean, I didn’t like Trevor in that way back then but his answer had stung. What had I done to make him react like that? Was I really as ugly as I thought I was? I wondered if I would ever find a boyfriend or get married.
***
I just stared at the window wondering if I should make a move. I figured I should at least say hello to him before he walked out of earshot. But what if he were to come over? What would I say then? Would I say something stupid? I didn’t want to screw this up with him. It was the one chance to prove that I wasn’t a total loser like I was in eighth grade.
I wondered if he found me attractive. After all, I had grown up a lot in the eleven years since 8th grade. And I didn’t dress like a boy anymore. My hair was definitely better and I wore make-up. All of that was a plus.
The only drawback if there was only one, was the fact that I was still shy and awkward like I was back then. That was the reason I was so afraid of saying the wrong thing. Would I ever be able to get it together even just one time? I could kick myself for all the times I’d said the wrong thing to somebody. But if I had done that, I would probably be in the hospital by now. Or dead, as I wished I was at that moment.
I knew if I didn’t do anything soon I wouldn’t get a chance to say hi to him later. The chances of me saying hi to him again while he stood in his yard were very slim.
I opened my living room window preparing to say something. He was already halfway down the block and I knew that I would have to yell pretty loud if I wanted to get his attention.
I took one deep breath while wishing myself luck at the same time.
“TREVOOOR!” Wow! I couldn’t believe I had done that. I had amazed even myself.
I looked up to see if he had heard me. He had, but he was just standing in the middle of the road wondering who had called out to him. I didn’t think he would be able to see me through the window so I ran out the front door.
I sprinted into the yard, banging the door behind me as I collided onto the grass, frantically waving my arms at him. Fortunately, he had seen me this time and he waved back. And to my own surprise he was heading straight for my house! Oh no! What was I going to do now? I didn’t have anything prepared to say to him.
But I knew if I didn’t think of something soon I would probably lose him forever. Not that he was mine or anything like that. But I hoped that he would someday be my boyfriend.
As his lean figure became more present with every second, the sweatier I became. First my palms had dampened and then my armpits. Oh no! I hoped I wouldn’t smell like BO by the time he came over. I craned my neck so that I could smell them discreetly. But I couldn’t tell if I stunk because if I lifted my arm he would know I was smelling my own armpits. Then what would he think of me!
“Hey,” he said in a sleek voice. It was like music to my ears. I grinned in astonishment. Trevor Coaster was standing in my yard! And he was looking as hot as ever. I wished I could be more like him when it came to appearances. I bet he had never worried about how he looked in front of a girl.