Hitchin' A Life, chapter 20
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After going over to Justin's house for a costume fitting, the big day finally arrived. NO, not a wedding, the festival. The whole school gym was decorated like an Elizabethan hall, with long tables each side of the hall, covered in lots of different foods, with the center of the hall clear for dancing.
Little did I know, Justin was a huge Green Day fan! When he came to my house to be dropped of at the festival, he was ecstatic at meeting one of the members, and was talking to him all the way to school. They were in conversation about guitars and the places they played in.
"Have fun, kids," Mike said as we got out of the car (dressed as peasants).
"See you at the end of the night!" I said.
"It was good to meet you, Mr. Dirnt," Justin said.
"Please, call me Mike."
"Ok... Mike, see you after."
"Love ya!" I yelled out as he drove off.
"Right back at you!" he yelled out the window.
As he drove off in the dust and potholes of the parking lot, Justin held his arm out for me to link with. I hesitated, but I linked with him and we walked gracefully into the gym. The atmosphere was immediately nothing like I had experienced before. You could tell that no-one wanted to be there apart from the teachers. We walked to the table and sat down and grabbed some 'Medieval Bread' which was really pizza in disguise. After talking and eating, Justin asked me for a dance. I couldn't really decline.
After dancing a waltz, the Head of History (dressed as a Queen) made an announcement.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I hope you are having a great time. There will be a costume parade for all students, starting with 9L."
Great. Our class was first. We walked up, still linking arms, and walked onto the stage and down the catwalk. We were introduced.
"First, we have Mr. Justin McGrath and Ms. Eliza Dirnt."
Oh god. She introduced me with Mike's last name (I was enrolled with my original last name, for privacy). There were whispers all through the crowd, and people were pointing and looking at me in particular. We got of the stage as quick as we could, and headed back to the back table and sat down. I held my head down and went bright red.
"Hey, are you ok?" Justin asked me.
"Well, now that you mention it, no I'm not."
Justin held out his arms, and gave me a hug. It seemed to go on forever, but I lay against his warm skin for the rest of the night. At the end, we walked out through the cold to Mike's car. When we got in, I still was lying on him, and Mike was giving us funny looks.
When we arrived at Justin's house, we both got out of the car.
"Good night, thanks for coming with me," I said to him.
"Oh the pleasure is all mine," he said.
"I'll see you at school on Monday."
"Goodnight, Miss Dirnt," and with that, he grabbed my hand, kissed it and went inside. I got back into the car.
"Well, I didn't know you were together," Mike said to me, looking surprised.
"Neither did I," I replied.
We drove off home and went inside.
"Well, goodnight Mike," I said, tiredly.
"Good night," he said, giving me a hug.
I went upstairs, got into my pyjamas and went to bed. I lay in the dark, thinking. Were we really together? He felt really close to me that evening, and I felt a connection. One that I never felt with Brendan. Could this be...what I think it could be?
Oh my god.
I think I love him.
Little did I know, Justin was a huge Green Day fan! When he came to my house to be dropped of at the festival, he was ecstatic at meeting one of the members, and was talking to him all the way to school. They were in conversation about guitars and the places they played in.
"Have fun, kids," Mike said as we got out of the car (dressed as peasants).
"See you at the end of the night!" I said.
"It was good to meet you, Mr. Dirnt," Justin said.
"Please, call me Mike."
"Ok... Mike, see you after."
"Love ya!" I yelled out as he drove off.
"Right back at you!" he yelled out the window.
As he drove off in the dust and potholes of the parking lot, Justin held his arm out for me to link with. I hesitated, but I linked with him and we walked gracefully into the gym. The atmosphere was immediately nothing like I had experienced before. You could tell that no-one wanted to be there apart from the teachers. We walked to the table and sat down and grabbed some 'Medieval Bread' which was really pizza in disguise. After talking and eating, Justin asked me for a dance. I couldn't really decline.
After dancing a waltz, the Head of History (dressed as a Queen) made an announcement.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I hope you are having a great time. There will be a costume parade for all students, starting with 9L."
Great. Our class was first. We walked up, still linking arms, and walked onto the stage and down the catwalk. We were introduced.
"First, we have Mr. Justin McGrath and Ms. Eliza Dirnt."
Oh god. She introduced me with Mike's last name (I was enrolled with my original last name, for privacy). There were whispers all through the crowd, and people were pointing and looking at me in particular. We got of the stage as quick as we could, and headed back to the back table and sat down. I held my head down and went bright red.
"Hey, are you ok?" Justin asked me.
"Well, now that you mention it, no I'm not."
Justin held out his arms, and gave me a hug. It seemed to go on forever, but I lay against his warm skin for the rest of the night. At the end, we walked out through the cold to Mike's car. When we got in, I still was lying on him, and Mike was giving us funny looks.
When we arrived at Justin's house, we both got out of the car.
"Good night, thanks for coming with me," I said to him.
"Oh the pleasure is all mine," he said.
"I'll see you at school on Monday."
"Goodnight, Miss Dirnt," and with that, he grabbed my hand, kissed it and went inside. I got back into the car.
"Well, I didn't know you were together," Mike said to me, looking surprised.
"Neither did I," I replied.
We drove off home and went inside.
"Well, goodnight Mike," I said, tiredly.
"Good night," he said, giving me a hug.
I went upstairs, got into my pyjamas and went to bed. I lay in the dark, thinking. Were we really together? He felt really close to me that evening, and I felt a connection. One that I never felt with Brendan. Could this be...what I think it could be?
Oh my god.
I think I love him.
