A Simple Summer

Three of my friends share a birthday at the end of May, so every year in high school we celebrated all their parties in one massive birthday bash. So during May of my junior year, it was party time again, and I was excited to talk to Jane again. I got my chance in the middle of the party, when everyone was starting a movie. The conversation bolstered my hopes even more. I don't remember what we talked about, but the feel of the exchange was similar to when we talked during the assembly a few days earlier. I was starting to get a little more confident. She had asked me to a dance, and then we had two good conversations. Looking back, I know it sounds ridiculous to become confident because of a couple "good conversations," but I was just silly back then I guess. As good as the conversation was, however, another major roadblock presented itself. Jane's dad lives in Boston, and she was going to spend a large chunk of her summer there. Just when things were looking promising, I wouldn't be able to see her until July.

While she was gone, I got on with my life. Two of my friends had budding romances over the summer, and I was kind of forced to play third wheel (or maybe fifth wheel?) over the summer. It was a fun group to hang out with, but I was a little jealous - I wanted to know what it was like to have a girlfriend. At some point during the summer I emailed Jane and she responded with a long, funny email of her own, that made me like her all the more.