Why can’t this be love?
Hello, for all purposes my name is Dawn. I am in highschool, but I met my love long ago.
In seveth grade you could say I had a ‘crush’ on Nick—but I never saw it that way. I was told by his friends that he liked me too (that’s how immature we were, we said “liked”), but nothing ever came of it until next year.
On the first day of school I walked into out classroom, wearing my uniform, noncommital, but a little excited. Then my heart started beating again the moment I saw Nick. My pent=up reath released and he looked at me. I mean really looked at me like I was a person worth his time and effort. Two weeks later on the day before his football game he came up to me during lunch and sat me down at an empty table. My friends were going bizerk the entire time.
Nick looked straight into my eyes and said
“Dawn, tomorrow is our first game, you know we wear our jerseys” He pulled out a white jersey with a 25 on the back from his book bag “I’m wearing my home jersey but…” He gently pulled the white cloth over my head. I was almost crying. He smiled at me, almost shyly, as if his boldness was spent. “You look perfect, you will wear it, right?”
“Nick”, I said, looking into his beautiful gold eyes that I had waited two years to finally see. “There’s no one else’s I would rather wear.” I put my hand on his—for real this time”and hugged his broad shoulders.
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