So I’m at the first Varsity Basketball game and I’m with my best friend who knows I have a crush on the announcer and DJ, that’s happens to be my science teacher since Freshman year ( mind you I graduate this year).
So we got up between the girls and boys games and she saw someone she knew, so we sit with them, and this happens to be like 5 feet from B (code name for teacher from now on if I ever mention this again). He knows my obsession with my bands cuz I’ve known him for so long.
We’re sitting there and it’s a time out for my home team and he always plays music during these times to keep everyone going. I hear him play a song that I recognize instantly, Get Lucky by Daft Punk, my favorite band (and he sure fuckin knew too). I nudge my friends arm and tell her, ” dude, this is my song.” And right as I say that, he turns around and stares me down and points at me and says, “This is for you, Terra.”… the damn smirk after is what made it.
I DIED. I LITERALLY DIED. LIKE YOU CANT DO THAT SHIT WHEN MY GUARD IS DOWN.
He knows that I know that he knows that I like him. Ever since, he’s been referencing everything through me. Like highlights from the game. A PLAYER FROM THE GIRLS TEAM WAS IN MY CLASS AND HE WANTED TO KNOW FROM ME.
I don’t know what’s going on in my life, but I sure fuckin need it. Something positive. 5 classes I’m taking are required to graduate. I might get a recording gig with a local guy for my violin. Keeping up with a Twitter account no one knows is me for the B-Ball teams at my school. Running this and 2 other blogs. And I’m 17.
Call me insane, but I’d call this a successful and gratifying senior year of high school.
Feel free to message me about background info on stuff in this. I wanted to make this as brief as possible.