The Confused Feeling
Chapter 1: She Was Different
In class, it was just another day, another typical, boring science class, my most dreaded class. It wasn't like I was stupid or not good at it. I had a B+ but just nothing made me say wow or want to learn more about it. Just like every other day the teacher would talk, work would be assigned and then the students would talk. For me it would turn out that this boring science class would transform my feelings for someone and make science my favorite class.
I was trying to figure out how long until spring break and wondering when the teacher was going to stop talking about stars. Stars are far away, that's all I need to know, who cares if one star is 430 light-years away and another is 200. I am never going to visit a star so who cares. I wish whoever came up with the idea of studying stars would have chosen a different career path like a car salesman. That seemed safe, they don't teach us about cars in school so how could he make my life boring.
A little later while helping a girl next to me, a girl I knew was different, just not sure if it was different bad or different good something happened. Today there was something different about her, something she said. We talked everyday, mostly about science but today the talk was about how I was feeling. I had been sick the day before and she asked me, yes me, how I was feeling. Every word she said I just treasured and wondered about trying to capture every moment.
All of sudden she asked me where the North Star was so I put my hand out to show her in the book. It wasn't meant to happen but it did, we touched hands. It seemed like eternity to me. I felt a feeling I never had experienced before. It was just an innocent touch of the hands. All day I thought about it and kept replaying it in my head. I felt it was more then just an innocent touch of the hands, but did she. She probably didn't even give it a second thought but I did and still do. We had been in the same class before the last year but I never liked her like this. Was it the hormones or was it love? Should I act on my feelings? All I know is I had other girlfriends before, not many but enough, and had touched their hands and even kissed them before but with them I never felt this. I needed help. I had to ask someone if they had felt this way to find out what it all meant.
Chapter 1: She Was Different
In class, it was just another day, another typical, boring science class, my most dreaded class. It wasn't like I was stupid or not good at it. I had a B+ but just nothing made me say wow or want to learn more about it. Just like every other day the teacher would talk, work would be assigned and then the students would talk. For me it would turn out that this boring science class would transform my feelings for someone and make science my favorite class.
I was trying to figure out how long until spring break and wondering when the teacher was going to stop talking about stars. Stars are far away, that's all I need to know, who cares if one star is 430 light-years away and another is 200. I am never going to visit a star so who cares. I wish whoever came up with the idea of studying stars would have chosen a different career path like a car salesman. That seemed safe, they don't teach us about cars in school so how could he make my life boring.
A little later while helping a girl next to me, a girl I knew was different, just not sure if it was different bad or different good something happened. Today there was something different about her, something she said. We talked everyday, mostly about science but today the talk was about how I was feeling. I had been sick the day before and she asked me, yes me, how I was feeling. Every word she said I just treasured and wondered about trying to capture every moment.
All of sudden she asked me where the North Star was so I put my hand out to show her in the book. It wasn't meant to happen but it did, we touched hands. It seemed like eternity to me. I felt a feeling I never had experienced before. It was just an innocent touch of the hands. All day I thought about it and kept replaying it in my head. I felt it was more then just an innocent touch of the hands, but did she. She probably didn't even give it a second thought but I did and still do. We had been in the same class before the last year but I never liked her like this. Was it the hormones or was it love? Should I act on my feelings? All I know is I had other girlfriends before, not many but enough, and had touched their hands and even kissed them before but with them I never felt this. I needed help. I had to ask someone if they had felt this way to find out what it all meant.