Azure Jane Lunatic (azurelunatic) wrote,
Azure Jane Lunatic

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annoy you and make things gen'rally irritating.

Once again, I must give credit where credit is due.

You don't hear me talk about my freshman year of high school much, other than that's when I started my novel.

That was a learning year for me. There was a young man named Bryan who thought I needed more social experience. He proceeded to turn the world around so that I could join the rest of the world from my rather dark, rather comfy, cave.

I didn't appreciate it. But, under Bryan's manipulations, I fell head over heels for a guy who could have been a younger Darkside -- almost the personality, and, from the family photos of Darkside I've seen, the exact appearance. Same first name, too. We called this guy that I fell for "Ricochet" for his habit of bouncing off walls.

Ricochet didn't appreciate the fact that I was head over heels in love with him. He didn't appreciate the way that Bryan had decided to set him up without asking him first; he especially didn't appreciate the way that once I was in love with somebody that was it --- there was no way to weasel me back out of it once I had fallen. (Really Bad Idea, that one. I'm going to have to have a word with the Designers on that one.) This made for a lot of drama and the beginnings of a novel.

Bryan fell for me hard, then. Though I was still in love with Ricochet, I noticed that I didn't mind Bryan either. We had an agreement -- we were only friends in public; when we were alone we could kiss and hold hands. I was still in love with Ricochet first, but I could love Bryan too, sort of.

Confusion to all parties was added when I got a tremendous crush on the most attractive senior in the school, the Freshman Class Crush -- the best drummer in the band -- a shining star in art class -- a fantastic gymnast -- she was perfect.

Bryan liked her too. So, I suspect, did Ricochet, but I can't be sure.

It was confusing. It was completely confusing. I just kept adding to the list of people I had a crush on. I would have dated Ryan from my electronics class, too.

I ended up that year muddled, confused, and with a slight excess of personalities. But that was the starting point for my bass-ackwards entry into something approaching adulthood.

I guess I need to thank you, Bryan. You sure did your best. HSBF did a lot too, a lot more effectively, but you started it, Bryan.
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