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chocolate, crushes, high school, humor, life, love, memories, missed opportunities, relationships
All throughout high school I was under the impression I was ugly, not just unattractive but ugly, and I know that I was not alone in that feeling, nor was I the first one to ever feel that they were unappealing in high school, but it is a fact and needed to be addressed.
So ugly me and my nonexistent boyfriend dominated the school in my mind, but not in reality; and while I was in my little bubble, boys did fall for me. Though it was only two and one of them I am not actually sure he even liked me, but his friends said he did.
This is the story of Scott, a husky tan boy with razor sharp teeth that had the misfortune of meeting me.
While in history class one day I randomly decided to talk to him, I was just being friendly and I didn’t realize he had been harboring feelings for me for ages. I honestly didn’t even know he existed before that point in time. After that day I hardly said a word to him, he was strange and smelled very much like Clorox bleach. One day I looked down at my backpack to see a large chocolate bar sitting on top of it, I looked at Scott and asked “Did you put this here?”
“No, it must have been the chocolate fairy.”
I glanced at him strangely and put the chocolate away. When I told my family about it later no one could definitely say that Scott had given it to me, so there was potential for a different secret admirer and that was super cool. From it my Dad dubbed Scott, Scott No-Chance, and forever and always that has been his name to me.
In late April Scott ran up to me over the top excited to give me a present. “I wanted to give this to you for Valentine’s Day, but I didn’t have enough money.” He pulled a bunny stuffed animal out of his backpack; it was white with pink ears, pink feet, a scratchy pink shirt, and pink sparkly eyes. Freakiest fucking thing EVER; I thanked him and he ran away giggling like a school girl. I took the bunny home and threw it in a cabinet where it couldn’t watch me as I was convinced beyond a shadow of a doubt that he had saved up his money to buy a surveillance camera that he fashioned into the eyes. This theory was not helped by my bestfriend Jessica who said “Yes that is definitely buzzing.”
Scott and I lost touch, I am sure it was my fault. I say these things judging myself from a distance and the horrible way in which I behaved, but I honestly believe I was a just chicken shit that didn’t know how to deal with the fact that others might not see me as I saw myself.
Niccole and I Scott No-Chance Night.
Years later after the termination of my tremulous relationship with Fox; I met up with Scott, thanks to that wonderful invention facebook, and he was hot. Well hello. We talked for hours about nothing and everything. Niccole even looked at him like she might pounce on him if he was no longer feeling me, but he was. He was. He walked me to my car and I honestly have no idea how it even happened but we ended up kissing. It was not a magical kiss, but that was more due to the fact that I hadn’t been in love with him in high school, (it was a really good kiss though). Even his razor sharp teeth seemed more tame, he smelled like a guy not cleaning products and everything about him in that moment was perfect.
He brushed my hair away from my face, looked longingly into my eyes, like a man should look a lady and said “I can’t believe we are really going to give this a try!”
“What a try?” I immediately felt sick.
“Us.”
Us, WTF I am just kissing you. Suddenly my romantic movie was turning into a romantic comedy where the guy just can’t seem to step away enough to keep the girl.
I hope he found the perfect girl. He never did anything wrong. I was just never ready for him. Best wishes Scott No-Chance I hope the girl who possesses your heart deserves it this time.
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