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Date Posted: 23:06:48 06/11/02 Tue In reply to: Gina Z. 's message, "Re: Tonight (short story)" on 11:17:11 06/11/02 Tue I think i posted it on some other message bored. thanks! I remember this one! Did u used to post at NSyncworld? >I love it! > >>**I don't know if I've posted this here or not . . >>.but here ya go!!** >> >> >> >> >>Tonight. Tonight is the night. Tonight is the night >>that I tell him everything I’ve wanted to tell him for >>so >>long. I will tell him how his smile makes my day. >>How every glance my way makes my heart soar. I'll >tell >>him how much I think about him. Ask him if he thinks >>about me any. >> >>I can remember the first time I laid eyes on him. >>There was something about him that made him stand out >>from everyone else. He looked so confident as he >>greeted the crew members. He stood tall, looking >>everyone in the eyes as he spoke or was spoken to. I >>would say it was love at first sight . . .if I >>believed in >>that sort of thing. >> >>FLASHBACK >> >> >>I fiddled with the drawstrings on my pants as I waited >>in a "line" to meet the guys. The guys that had all >>of America in a frenzy. The guys that could make a >>twelve year old girl faint at the drop of a dime. The >>guys that were responsible for me living out of a >>suitcase for three months. >> >>As I tied the strings into their fourth consecutive >>knot, I head a voice. "Welcome to the family" he >>said. >> >>I looked up . . .and forgot how to talk. My heart >>started beating so hard that I could hear it in my >>head. I >>was sure that if I tried to speak that it would jump >>out of my body onto the floor. Not my idea of a great >>first impression. >> >>When I didn't reply, he continued. "I saw you paying >>more attention to your pants than the people in here. >>Don't worry, we're not all that bad." he said. Then >>he smiled. He smiled the smile that would turn my >>world upside down. It wasn't perfect, but it was his. >>Which made it perfect to me. "Nice pants by the way." >>he said. >> >>"Um, thank you." I managed to choke out. He nodded >>and walked away. I tried not to stare as he left . . >>.tried being the key word. >> >>END FLASHBACK >> >>Now I know what you're thinking.. . ."where did this >>empowerment come from?" To tell you the truth, I have >>no idea. One minute I'm eating a bowl of soup, the >>next I’m declaring my love for a man I've only spoken >>to >>in passing. Call me crazy. >> >>Even with my new found assertiveness, I still needed a >>push in the right direction. I needed someone who >>could tell me what I wanted to hear. Someone who >>would make me stick to my word. I knew just who that >>someone was. >> >>I laugh as I think back to our phone conversation. >>How she snaked her way in. How she is now sitting next >>to me in the car on the way to the party. Oh, she's >>good. Which is exactly why I called her. >> >>FLASHBACK >> >>"You should tell him how you feel. I'm sure he'll be >>understanding , based on what you've told me about >>him." she said while smacking her gum. I hated it >>when she smacked. >> >>"Oh please girl! No way. That's not gonna happen" I >>said chickening out. "The last thing I need is for >>him to act all weird around me because of my little >>school girl crush. I'd rather just forget about it. >>Just >>let it pass" >> >>"Girl! What's the matter with you!?! Do you know >>what I'd do to that boy if I were in your shoes? >Hell, >>I'd probably have a ring on my finger right now." she >>bragged. >> >>I rolled my eyes as she continued. "Matter of fact, I >>think that's what I'm gonna do. If you won't stake >>your >>claim on the boy, what's stopping me? I'm sure that I >>would have no problem what so ever." she >>proclaimed. >> >>My jaw dropped as the anger begin to build inside of >>me. I could almost feel the steam shooting out of my >>ears. “Oh! So that's how it's gonna be, huh?" I >>retorted standing up ready to throw my cordless across >>the >>room. >> >>"YES! IF YOU DON'T GET OFF OF YOUR ASS AND GO GET YOUR >>MAN!" she yelled. Then it dawned >>on me. She was trying to upset me. She was using her >>own little version of reverse psychology. And it >>worked. >> >>"All right. You've made your point." I sighed. >>Sitting back down much calmer than before. "I'll tell >>him." >> >>Before I could get the words out of my mouth she >>exclaimed "When! Oh you should tell him at the party >>thing tonight! I'm sure he'll go for it. You're such >>an awesome girl!!! Oooo I should come too! You know, >>for moral support. I'm so happy! You have to prom . >>." >> >>"All right already!" I interrupted. "Geez, I'll tell >>him tonight if you will just shut the hell up!" >> >>"You promise?" she questioned. >> >>"Yeah, yeah . .all right" I replied standing and >>stretching. >> >>"Oh goody goody!" she said like a five year old. I >>rolled my eyes as she continued. "I'm so excited now! >>I >>hope they are as fine in person as they are on TV! I >>can't believe that you're gonn . . ." >> >>I toned her out as she continued to babble. As I >>walked to my room, I realized something. >> >>"Hey! You just invited yourself to this shin dig >>tonight!" I chuckled. "If I didn't need you there, >>I'd be mad >>right now." >> >>"Awwww! You know you love me! Now tell me what time >>you are gonna pick me up! Oh! what should I >>wear??" >> >>END FLASHBACK >> >> >> >>That girl is crazy. But she's the best friend a >>person could ask for. She's been there for me through >>everything, from my braces to the death of my >>grandfather. I don't think there is anything I >>wouldn't do for >>her. I smile as I think about our friendship. >> >>"What are you over there grinning about? Ooooo I bet >>you're thinking of 'lover boy' and how many babies >>you two are gonna make tonight" she jokes. >> >>"Oh whatever girl. Don't get your hopes up too much >>cause mine sure aren't" I say pulling into the club >>parking lot. >> >>"Is this the place?" She asks checking her make-up in >>the mirror. >> >>"Yeah, it's just a small gathering. The guys didn't >>see the point in renting out a huge place" I answer. >>"Let's >>get this show on the road" I say after taking a deep >>breath. >> >>Getting out of the car, straightening out my top and >>skirt, I begin to wonder if this was indeed a good >>idea. I >>mean, it’s not like he and I have had any deep >>connection. Hell, the boy has barely even touched me. >> But I >>do remember the times he has. >> >>FLASHBACK >> >>“Ugh, if I have to carry one more freakin’ box today I >>am gonna quit. I swear. I’ll quit, quit, quit . .” I >>mumbled to myself. It was week two of the tour, and >>my body had not adjusted well to life on the road. My >>back ached constantly and I was tired as hell. >> >>I stopped at a nearby water fountain and proceeded to >>drink. “Ugh!” I said in disgust, “I would sell my >>soul to the first person with a bottle of water. Damn >>city crap.” >> >>“Well, well. I guess that would be me now wouldn’t >>it?” he joked. I turned around and there he was, >>smiling that smile. Making my knees go weak. I could >>hear violins playing. I saw rainbows. I felt a cool >>ocean breeze. I felt as if . . .“Um, are you OK?” he >>asked, rescuing me from my romance novel of a mind. >> >>“Oh, yeah. I’m just dandy” I replied. I felt like a >>jackass. I felt like one of his millions of >>pre-pubescent >>fans. I had been gaping at him with my mouth wide >>open. I bet he expected me to scream and pull at his >>hair . .or something. “Guess you heard me talking a >>second ago, huh?” >> >>“Yes I did. It was quite entertaining if you ask me. >>Now what’s this about selling your soul?” he >>questioned. >> >>“I was just, um, thirsty and this water isn’t even fit >>for prisoners and I left my water someplace that I’m >>sure will come back to me later on tonight when I try >>to sleep . . not that I will be able to sleep because >>I am >>so sore and the only thing that helps is when . .” >> >>“Woah! Calm down hun.” he interrupted. “Here, I >>happen to have an extra bottle of water with your >>name on it” He handed me the water, smiled again, and >>turned to walk away. “Oh, and by the way, you >>can keep your soul.” he said while patting me on the >>head. With that, he left. He left me dazed and >>confused. He left me stupid. >> >>END FLASHBACK >> >>God! Why am I such a retard around him? It’s the >>smile. It’s always been the smile. I am addicted to >>it, >>much like a junkie is to crack. It’s like my drug or >>something. >> >>I do know that was the best damn water I’ve ever >>tasted in my life. But enough about that There’s >>something more important to do right now. >> >>Walking up the steps to the club, I take one last >>glance at my car. This is my last chance to back >out. >>Should I really go through with it? What if he laughs >>at me? What if he tells all of his friends and they >>tell >>their friends and the whole world ends up laughing at >>me. >> >>‘Snap out of it! You are going to do this!’ I tell >>myself. I have to do this. I HAVE TO. >> >>As we make our way into the club, I see him. It >>appears that he’s looking my way too. He looks so >>good. >>He’s wearing a nice pair of black slacks and a simple >>button up gray shirt. Did I say simple? There’s >>nothing simple about the way he’s wearing it. Damn. >> >>‘OK. Time to focus. Stay calm, breath in, breath >>out. Good. Now just keep doing that and you’ll be >>fine’ I >>coach myself mentally. >> >>“Oh girl! Look, there he is” Dawn screeches while >>grabbing my arm. “He’s pretty cute. Hell, we are >>virtually surrounded by beautiful people. Oooooo . >>.is that! Oh my God! It is!. I don’t know why I am >>surprised that he’s here. I mean it is his party too. >>Oh gosh! Look at me! I’m a mess. Do I have . . .” >> >>Did I forget to mention that Dawn has a chronic case >>of diarrhea . . .of the mouth? Cause she does. She >>always rambles on and on, often saying the first thing >>that comes to her mind. Bless her heart. >> >>“Dawn, you have to calm down or I will take you home >>right now.” I urge. “I need you to be normal for just >>one night. Please. For me?” >> >>“I’m all right now, I just had to get it out of my >>system. OK girl, you ready?” she asks while glancing >>over >>my shoulder. “Because he’s heading this way.” >> >>‘Oh shit! OK, do the breathing thing again, in , out, >>in, out’ I think. I casually glance over my shoulder, >>just >>to check. And he IS heading this way . .Oh shit! He’s >>looking right at me. I can feel my heart beat faster. >> I >>can feel my palms sweating. I can feel Dawn’s death >>grip on my arm. >> >>“Ouch! Let go!” I whisper to her. When she doesn’t >>release me, I look back at her. She’s got this glazed >>over look in her eyes and her mouth is slightly ajar. >>I know that look so well. It’s the same one I had the >>first time I saw him. Damn. This isn’t good. >> >>As he gets closer, he smiles, and my knees get weak. >>“Hey girl! Having fun?” he questions. >> >>“Oh, um, I just got here. But it looks pretty neat so >>far.” I say. Neat? NEAT? Did I just say neat? Can >>someone kill me now before I make an enormous ass out >>of myself? >> >>“Good. So, uh, who’s your friend?” he asks. Friend? >>What friend? Oh yeah the one responsible for >>cutting off the circulation in my arm. >> >>“Oh, sorry about that. Dawn, this is . . .” I begin. >> >>“No need for introductions. I already know who you >>are. I’m Dawn. It’s very nice to meet you” she >>gushes. >>If I didn’t know better, I’d say she was trying to >>flirt. But I know better . .right? >> >>“Well, the pleasure’s all mine Dawn. Would you like >>to dance?” he asks her. >> >>“Sure. That’s would be great.” she looks at me. He >>stares at her. My heart breaks a little. “You don’t >>mind, do you?” She asks at me, asking for permission >>with her eyes. Like I could really stop her. >> >>“Oh, no. You two go have fun. I’ll just go find. . >>.” I say. But they are already gone. >> >>I watch as they dance together. I watch as they talk >>and laugh together. My heart breaks a bit more. >> >>Then I watch as he leans in, and kisses her. My heart >>breaks a bit more. I watch her kiss him back. My >>heart snaps in half. >> >> >>Tonight. Tonight is the night. Tonight will be the >>night that I lose the love of my life to someone I >>love. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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