Kyle

        Well. Here I am writing my story down.  I never thought I would do this, I’m always narrating how my story would go in my head if I were to write one and I always think wow this would be so great if I could just be typing as I’m thinking! But alas, our modern age of technology has not come up with that yet, even though we have come up with the snuggie, and the movie bridesmaids, but not a thinktyper.  That’s what I would call it, when I invent it.  Even though I don’t have a major yet and it’s my third year in college,  I’ll still one day take credit for someone’s idea  (aka my little sister’s) and make millionaires and I can be on millionaire matchmaker and not in this mess. 

                Yes, this is a story about my sad attempt about finding love.  It all started 12 years ago when my parents decided to move.  My mom wanted a new house and so we got a new house!  I don’t remember if I was really keen on moving or not.   I was really a happy go lucky kid and just went with the flow.  So we found a house in a wonderful town that I love and we moved in.  Well sort of.  We had to finish our house first.  I remember the first time we visited it and we met the neighbors.  I still remember a young girl who looked about my age with long blonde wavy hair down to her waist.   Her name was Alicia.  Alicia had the biggest personality in the world.  We quickly became best friends and did absolutely everything together,  we really became like sisters and spent every waking moment together. 

                In 6^th grade the Jr. High Orchestra visited the elementary school to recruit kids for orchestra.  I was not interested.  I wanted to be a saxophone player just like Lisa Simpson, so I wanted to join band and learn the clarinet.  (For those of you non-musical people, you must learn to play the clarinet before the saxophone.)  So I was surprised when Alicia said that we were going to join orchestra.  At first I said no!  But she always got her way so I came around and said yes.  She chose the cello and I chose the violin and the rest is history, well sort of. 

                She ended up quitting after our 7^th grade year and became all emo and weird… I don’t really like what she became while she grew up, but I can tell you that to this day she is still so sweet, but has the strongest personality of anyone I know.  So 8^th grade year came around I was still going through some awkward phases of acne and fixing my hair, etc.; I wanted to be a cheerleader so bad, but I just didn’t have the tumbling skills yet or the dancing ablility.  I stuck with orchestra and piano. (my mother forced me and all my sisters to play the piano.)  I wasn’t very social yet and I had a few friends at school, and a couple of them I hung out with outside of school, but that was it.  I’m not really sure what I did all the time,  I remember eating a slice of pizza after dance and tumbling on Friday nights and then watching “What I Like About You” on the CW.

 I’m not sure when it happened, but sometime during my eighth grade year we got assigned different stand partners, as usual and this time my stand partner was some scrawny little boy, who was maybe two inches shorter than me, who had blonde hair and these bright amazing blue eyes.  His name was Kyle.

                Thinking back on it now Kyle and I had a strange connection… we were both kind of missfits in the school’s population and I don’t think we really had a set group of friends we hung out with.  I guess most jr. high kids are misfits, but I felt we kind of connected that way.  For me, this was the first time I had ever seen or met  Kyle, I think I knew he was in my class, I just always knew him as the kid that joked around with Kirk.  Kirk always got in trouble everyday so it was something new when meeting Kyle, I was surprised at how normal he was!   We talked a lot and he was really funny.  I just remember laughing uncontrollably all the time and trying to hide it from Ms. Thompson.  That was our orchestra teacher’s name.  She was a very tall and thin woman with blonde shoulder length hair.  She was pretty, but I think she had something awful happen to her my seventh grade year of orchestra.  We were playing this lullaby song and she was conducting us along until she burst into tears and ran out of the room!  We finished the song and sat there stunned… no one moved or said anything.  Someone finally broke the silence after about five minutes probably joking and yelling at Kirk, “what did you do!?”  Kirk made some smartalec comment back and the three “popular” or “cool” girls got up to lead the class which turned into a disaster.  

 Anyway, Kyle and I became better and better friends.   He started to write these comics about his pathetic jr. high life and they were really funny!  I wish I still had them, I had saved all of my notes from jr. high and kept them in this “hotkiss” shoe box which was hidden under  my bed, but now I can’t find them anywhere! It’s really sad.  The comics were about Mr. Miligan and his geometry classes, one comic he killed a student for not having the correct number of pencils on their desk.  Another was about Mrs. May  and how she was so fat she couldn’t get through the doorway so all of the students had to push her through and she ended up being stuck there forever. 

Eventually Ms. Thompson noticed that Kyle and I were too good of friends to keep as stand partners so we got switched around but somehow he always was behind me or to the side of me so we could always talk.  One stand partner switch he sat by this girl name Kylie.  She was shorter than me and was alright, but her and Kyle hit it off pretty good  and on yearbook day I’ll never forget he was just chasing her around trying to get more signings that her!  He tells me now that she was unimportant to him. (uh huh.) 

Then the auditions rolled around for the school’s first musical, Into the Woods.  I love singing and dancing so I was very excited to audition.  My friends were also auditioning, so I was very excited to learn that I made the roll of Cinderella’s Mom.  But then I actually found out that I was Cinderella’s real mom and she was a tree and in one scene… so after that I wasn’t too thrilled.  Practices were really fun and I made a lot of friends.  I became really close with Hannah and Alli.  Hannah was in orchestra with me but Alli was my old friend from elementary school.  She had drama with Kyle so they were good friends too.  We would all hang out and laugh at practices, Kyle would crack funny jokes and pretend he was in love with the wooden cow or the curtain, but of course he was the main lead. One time I said I don't want my gum anymore and so I spit it out and gave it to him, to my surprise he took it from me chewed it! Alli, Hannah and I all gasped and Alli said, "It's like you guys made out!" Then Kyle took the gum out of his mouth and threw it onto the stage. Anyway, he was the narrator, but that didn’t really bother me then because a new boy caught my eye. 

This is when my problems start with boys.  You know in elemenatary school how you either have a million boyfriends or you like the same boy your whole life? Well I was the second one.  In kindergarten it was Tarron.  He was blonde and he had a cars birthday party (not the Disney car’s I’m too old for that, no this was before the time that little kids loved cars just because they are cool, not because they talk and have real personalities…) and I think we pronounced our love for each other.  Then, I moved in third grade to my favorite place in the world, Bountiful and my new loves name was Mike.  He was so hot even to this day I sometimes fantasize about making out with him. 

So once I was out of elementary school I was still in my awkward phase, like I said before.  I had frizzy redish/brown hair in fifth grade because I thought a perm would be a good idea (no it wasn’t – why my mom let me get one I will never know.)  So my hair was still growing out in 6^th, then in seventh my hair was long and straight.  I started to use make-up in 8^th grade and so I didn’t have really any boys chasing me.  Because I think I still had loser ink still rubbing off on my forhead from that perm mistake.  I also started to learn how to dress,  I paid closer attention to what my sisters were wearing instead of what my mom was buying me to wear.  All of the cool girls were shopping at limited too, while my mom was shopping at Gap.  I don’t really like Gap now, I think gap is just related with my awkward phase so anything I buy there, I always think it looks awful on me. This is when my obsession with stealing my sister’s clothes began too.  But I’m off subject, the point of this is I didn’t have a love life.  Mike went to a different Jr. High, and no one else made me really look,  until the end of 8^th grade and that new boy caught my eye,  and like always he already had a girl he liked. So I just a had a secret crush on him. 

This new boy’s name was Jake, he had red hair and a 7^th grader.  He was Cinderella’s prince and liked a girl named Lindsey.  At the end of 8^th grade I made cheerleader for my ninth grade year and I kind of forgot about Kyle.  Only kind of, every time I saw him things would be different he stuck out to me like he was the only one in the hallway or when he looked at me  those blues would be ingrained in my head all day, but I wasn’t concerned with that I had other things on my mind.

 Now I’m not trying to add to the stereotype of cheerleaders, or give them a bad name because I loved cheering! It literally changed my life.  At the time I had some friends that I would hang out with sometimes, but I didn’t have a best friend like Alicia used to be. So on the cheer squad there was a girl named Shaliese.  She was pretty popular, and for some reason she decided to call me up one day and talk for hours.  That happened pretty much every day that summer.  We became unseperable.  She had this boy named Chris who she like and we would play night games with him and his friends almost every single night.  During that summer I turned into a stereotypical cheerleader.  I was obsessed with my hair and make-up, I talked on the phone non stop and became obsessed with boys.  This is when my thoughts switched.  In elementary school I liked one boy at a time and I thought I would be with him forever, but once I grew out of my awkward phase I became a huge flirt.

I still hung out with my not so popular friends and I loved to toy those boys around,  I don’t think I knew at the time that I was doing so… but I was.  When school started back up Shaliese convinced me to quit orchestra and join choir.  I had completely forgotten that Kyle and I swore to each other to stick with it and go on the California trip in High school, but  in my Jr. High, orchestra was nicknamed “dorchestra” and choir was where all the cool kids were.  And I had a good time! I was loving my new life.  The second week of school I had my first boyfriend, Tyler.  That lasted all of a good 5 days.   After that it switched to Jake the red head from “Into the Woods.”  That one lasted a long time.  Two weeks!   Shaliese my best friend at the time liked him too, and that started our falling apart. The rest of my ninth grade year was a blur, I dated a boy named Trent for 3 days I think that was my favorite relationship. In the spring I started to hang out with another girl on my cheer squad, Sloan.  This is when my life really fell in place, Sloan had four best friends. Ashley, Alli, Mackenzie, and Abby; these were the girls that really got me through high school, but I’m getting besides the point.