If you haven't, please read Day 39. Now, imagine a beautiful, smart, funny, sweet jock-type guy sitting two seats behind me. That's Ben, first hour's saving grace. I never thought I had a chance with Ben, and that allowed me to act normally around him. He was "friends" with The Heathers, but would argue with them and stand up for those they tore down. He did it in a way that made them like him more. He was so great.
We were basic acquaintances. When we worked on class projects together, it was enjoyable and when we got stuck on worksheets, we helped each other out. We weren't friends and I was actually surprised the first time he said my name. I didn't think he knew my name.
All four years of high school and Ben never failed to impress me. He always remembered my name even though we never had another class together and shared no mutual friends or activities. Anytime we made eye contact in the hall, he'd say hello. For me, Ben was the poster boy for sweet, smart jocks who didn't let it go to their heads.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
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