A Week of Mondays
“After the show I say goodbye to Tristan, giving him a deep, lingering kiss before making up an excuse about curfew and heading for the parking lot.
I don’t really have a curfew. The truth is, I don’t want to risk anything going wrong. I want to end the night on a high note. Pun intended.
Sure, we didn’t get to do any of the things on my fantasy carnival date list—and technically I’m still a Ferris wheel virgin—but so what? What we did was even better.
Tristan and I sang together. On stage. He k...issed me. On stage. In front of everyone. He told me he couldn’t even remember what he’d wanted to talk about this morning.
I can’t imagine the night getting any better than that.
We created our own fantasy carnival date and it was magical.
Yet, as I make my way to the parking lot, I can’t help but feel like the victory is empty.
Yes, I won. I stopped Tristan from breaking up with me. But was it a real win? Or did I somehow cheat at the game?
I flash back to what Principal Yates said to me outside my English classroom.MoreLess
I don’t really have a curfew. The truth is, I don’t want to risk anything going wrong. I want to end the night on a high note. Pun intended.
Sure, we didn’t get to do any of the things on my fantasy carnival date list—and technically I’m still a Ferris wheel virgin—but so what? What we did was even better.
Tristan and I sang together. On stage. He k...issed me. On stage. In front of everyone. He told me he couldn’t even remember what he’d wanted to talk about this morning.
I can’t imagine the night getting any better than that.
We created our own fantasy carnival date and it was magical.
Yet, as I make my way to the parking lot, I can’t help but feel like the victory is empty.
Yes, I won. I stopped Tristan from breaking up with me. But was it a real win? Or did I somehow cheat at the game?
I flash back to what Principal Yates said to me outside my English classroom.MoreLess
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