School, one of the places I dreaded from the moment I walked into the yards. Being the odd one out was natural for me. I have moved more than any one I knew. Seeing places that people only have heard of. But for my final years of school. My parents settled in a small town.
Small town that I had no desire returning to after school. But the invite came and was like mocking me to open it. Trembling of fear as the memories returned from being the joke and the disaster. The freak. How could I return to a place that made me not trust men after what happened with Theo.
Theo, the guy with is whiskey colored eyes and dark mop of hair. Strong jaw and dimples when he smiled. My knees are like jelly just like way back then. I still feel strongly about him. Doesn’t matter if we haven’t seen each other in ten years. If I close my eyes I could see him. He is in all my dreams. He haunts me everyday. He is the reason I haven’t had any love life since that night.
Sandra’s face laughing at me after reading the text he had sent her about our date. The date that never happened ’cause I am smart enough to know it would never have worked. Tears started rolling down my cheeks as that dreadful day replays in my mind. From where Theo asked me out to dinner.
“O I want to get to know you, Mandi” I was a fool. He wanted to have me humiliated in front of the whole class. I was dress shopping for I had nothing to wear. I have never been on a date and I wanted it to be perfect.
The perfect first date – Doorbell rings, date escorting you to the car, he opens up the door like a gentle man, at the restaurant he pulls your chair out and have a sweet nothings talk before taking you out on town talking and touching. Small things before escorting you to the door. The final perfect kiss to end the perfect date.
It never happened and just because Sandra saved me from that. I text him that night after I saw his text explaining the hole prank. ” Theo sorry but this is not working for me.” He tried to call but I ignored it.
The week went on with the invite staring at me everyday since it came in the mail. I haven’t opened it and the curiosity was eating me up from inside. Another week past and the thought of not opening it was getting to me. Reaching for it and hearing the paper rip open. I stared at the single page invite. The reunion invite with the schools stamp and info.
The old roads was still as I remember bare and dusty. No tare roads. That even didn’t surprise me. I loved driving and with the top off I could be free. Driving slow on these roads made me close the top of the BMW. I loved this car and love my job too for this was perks. Lawyers have to look the part. Smile broke out for the first time thinking of my best friend John from law school. He was my rock and my partner in crime. How I wish he could be here with me and not on his honeymoon. I adore Amber. Don’t get me wrong she makes John happy and we get along. But some times I need some boasting in my life and this was one of my moments.
I am scared. I am afraid my worst fears will become reality. I am afraid to take the steps up to school hall. What if ?
To be continued