The Story of a New Beginning

I found out that after the rain goes, there really are rainbows and if you take the time to get to the end of it, you will find a pot of gold.

I know it's funny, but I get the feeling you wanted

To sit next to me too.

 

You glanced at me, while we walked separately

Onto different buses,

To different atmospheres.

 

While we rode there,

I sat alone, and rested my head against the window, thinking.

Wondering,

"Does he like me?"

"If so, is he willing to put in the time and effort that a real relaionship takes?"

 

(I don't know about everyone one else, but during the 1yr and 1month and 1week of my High School life, no guy ever seems like he's willing to just calm down, and really try to work things out. It's as if they're all trying to escape...)

 

I firmly decide that I will somehow sit next to him on the way back.

 

 

LATER:

Here we are.

Sitting together alone, at the top of the world.

Joking about nasty french fries and  violent football games.

I open my mouth to complain about my loneliness on the bus,

but you say the words I want to hear without me having to say a thing.

 

"I'm going to ride on your bus on the way back." you say.

 

"I'm not sitting with anyone." I reply.

 

You smile, "I'll sit with you."

 

ON  THE BUS:

I waited for you,

We walk onto the bus.

Cheers erupt from all of them.

"Go get your man!"

"'That's how you do it giiirrrrl!"

and,

"That's it, both of you seperate seats now!"

 

My face explodes with embarrassment,

But still you sit with me.

You do more than sit with me honestly,

You sit as close as humanly possible,

Right,

Next,

To me.

 

And we talk, about everything,

You make me anxiously want to be your girl.

Cause I know you get me, and I wouldn't be judged for anything.

 

"The Colorguard looked good today."

 

"You aren't just saying that are you?" I ask.

 

"Why would I just say that, what reasons do I have?"

 

"I don't know," I say. "There are reasons, but they're unmentionable."

 

"Come on, look at this face, I make them mentionable." He smiles giving me the cutest puppy dog look.

 

"Aww you're so cute." I remark. "But you make them unmentionable instead."

 

Not satisfied with that answer, you began to tickle me.

Your arm wrapping around my waist.

I'm gasping for air from laughing for so long.

But I'm going to hold out cause I like how you're not really tickling me.

What you're actually doing is holding me,

pulling me closer to you with each playful refusal.

 

You take your other arm and gently place my face near your face.

 

"I'm not letting you go until you tell me." You say.

 

My face is hot, and my heart is beating faster than ever.

I've never been this close to a guy without kissing him.

And suddenly, I know that this is what I want, what I've been wanting since forever.

 

"You might as well say it now, right?" You ask, seriousness in your voice which vibrates against my cheek.

 

I muster my courage.

 

"I - I - I like you Chris."

 

I raise my head, waiting for all heck to break loose.

 

"That's great," you answer. "Cause guess what."

 

"What?"

 

"I like you too."

 

I smile,

You put your arm around my shoulders, and tighten your arm around my waist.

I snuggle into your warm embrace.

"I belong here," I think placing my cheek against your cheek.

 

The bus ride is coming to an end.

And for the moment, I'm thanking G'd that I'm in such a wonderful place.

It's what I wanted for a while now.

What I've never experienced until today.

I hope it last for a while,

I'm praying it doesn't fade.

 

We hold hands while we walk back inside.

"It's 11:11," Someone cries. "Make a wish!"

 

He holds up our joined hands, and exclaims loudly.

"I already got my wish!"

 

"Me too," I agree, "me too."   : )   ♥