At home, at school, at church. Anywhere. A lot in myself changed. I’m now a good guy. Wanna know who taught me to be one? I’m not sure if you’d be happy to hear it all. But I’ll tell you, anyway. She was some sort of dumb they say. I don’t care. I loved her. And I still miss her; it’s just that I don’t know how to get there fast. All I know is that she won’t let me…
It sure is hot today, and I still need to go pick up the groceries Anne bought. Anne is our maid, by the way. Come and think of it ― your maid is the one who tells you to do things. Pretty clever, huh? That’s how it goes every day: mom goes to office, and comes home late; Anne makes me pick up the groceries she’ll buy, and hangs on the phone the whole day!
It’s Thursday, my lucky day. I’m gonna invite her in the promenade tomorrow. Kristie? You’re right. My babe. Not my girl, but soon she'll be. I know Ben is jealous. Who do you think’s gonna go after the big jerk? No way. Oops, here’s Ella, the Bible-girl.
I guess you can already imagine how she looks. I just don’t know why people call her names. If she just puts on makeup and eye liner, she’d look great… Why am I thinking about this anyway? Wait, here comes Kristie. Hey, hey, hey. She wears her blue skirt again? I really love the way she brings it on. I’m gonna ask her to go with me. Now. Breathe, hmmm. Act normally.
Here I come, prom queen. “Hey, pretty!”
Lucky? Says who? Kristie picked that George instead of me. And I know all the guys already had their dates. Wait a minute; Ella hasn’t… oh c’mon Dave. Don’t even think about it. Garry already had Jane, and he asked me to join him in doubles tomorrow night. Me, with Ella. What would they say? Oh, why is it so hard to decide…?
Here I am now. At the door of Ella’s bungalow. What if Pastor Ricky opens the door for me? I don’t wanna see that big blue eyes again. And here’s how it goes… “Good day, Pastor.” Smirk.
“I’ll call her. Come and