Chapter One
As I sat on my bed and flipped through the crinkled pages of my freshman years book I couldn't help but think of how my life would be if I hadn't spent that time with my three best friends. More importantly, what would my life have been like if I hadn't met him.
He always knew what to say to make me feel better. He never sugar coated anything, well, except that time he said my song on the answering machine was sweet, that was a flat out lie. When I was about to back out of the student president campaign he told me he believed in me and that I could do whatever I set my mind to.
We went through a lot that year. I helped break him out of his loner shell and in return he helped me deal with my stage fright, an action that would send our friendship to the ultimate test. When I kissed him I knew it wasn't a mistake, but I couldn't say that. I was scared about what would happen if people knew. If he knew.
Eventually what happened got out and I lost a friend. He lost a girlfriend. I was sorry for him but...not as sorry as I should have been. Obviously not because what did we wind up doing again? You got it. We kissed. It took awhile for my other two best friends to trust me again. It took even longer for me to learn to trust myself.
To this day I still haven't regained full trust in my emotions. I don't know if I ever will. All I know is that it's been two long years since the day I lost trust, which was the last day I talked to him. After we shared that kiss he became more confused than ever and went back to his loner status. He decided to take a break from RFR. That break has lasted to this day.
It's now junior year for me here at Roscoe High. When I started this year I made a promise to myself. I would talk to him. I would tell him how I feel. If he rejects me than that's fine. As long as he knows. As long as Travis knows that I love him. And maybe, just maybe, I could get a second chance.
As I sat on my bed and flipped through the crinkled pages of my freshman years book I couldn't help but think of how my life would be if I hadn't spent that time with my three best friends. More importantly, what would my life have been like if I hadn't met him.
He always knew what to say to make me feel better. He never sugar coated anything, well, except that time he said my song on the answering machine was sweet, that was a flat out lie. When I was about to back out of the student president campaign he told me he believed in me and that I could do whatever I set my mind to.
We went through a lot that year. I helped break him out of his loner shell and in return he helped me deal with my stage fright, an action that would send our friendship to the ultimate test. When I kissed him I knew it wasn't a mistake, but I couldn't say that. I was scared about what would happen if people knew. If he knew.
Eventually what happened got out and I lost a friend. He lost a girlfriend. I was sorry for him but...not as sorry as I should have been. Obviously not because what did we wind up doing again? You got it. We kissed. It took awhile for my other two best friends to trust me again. It took even longer for me to learn to trust myself.
To this day I still haven't regained full trust in my emotions. I don't know if I ever will. All I know is that it's been two long years since the day I lost trust, which was the last day I talked to him. After we shared that kiss he became more confused than ever and went back to his loner status. He decided to take a break from RFR. That break has lasted to this day.
It's now junior year for me here at Roscoe High. When I started this year I made a promise to myself. I would talk to him. I would tell him how I feel. If he rejects me than that's fine. As long as he knows. As long as Travis knows that I love him. And maybe, just maybe, I could get a second chance.