It took me four days to talk to her. We were in the same
Youth Group at church, and boy was
she something. She had long black hair and piercing hazel eyes and the most
perfect nose you can imagine. She was curvy, but just slightly. She made me
feel good about myself. That’s why I wanted to talk to her. Basically to say Thank you without saying ‘thank you’.
Because that would be awkward. So I walked over to her while we were all getting
in line for food, and said hi. She smiled at me and said ‘hi’ back. She’s perfect, I thought. Completely, totally perfect. Her name
was Abby Moore and she was fourteen, too. Her birthday’s in July, I think. Now
it’s September and she’s fifteen. I’m still fourteen until March. I saw her a
couple of weeks ago at the pool by her house. She and her brother are on the
swim team. Aaron’s nice, and I think he’s into my sister, Fiona. It was all
fine until she got into her swimsuit. Holy
smokes, I thought. There’s someone
with the perfect body. She wasn’t stick skinny or anything like that at
all. She was a bit muscular and mostly soft and curvy and wonderful. She also
had a really nice butt. One of her friends, Cece, looked pretty gay and was
staring at Abby’s wonderful butt as well. We " Cece and I " met eyes and it was
kind of awkward. She gave me this grin like she knew all about me. I was
feeling awkward for most of the time there, so I stayed off to the sidelines,
clothes on, everything. Then Abby came up to me and gave this little grin and
said, ‘Do something with me’. It was like she demanded it, but in a cute way. I
was happy to oblige. We played around in the water until Fiona, my dad, and I
had to go. My mom, my little sister Meredith, and my baby brother David were
staying a bit longer. When I went to say goodbye, she was all dripping and wet
and really freakin’ good looking. I tried to shake her hand but ended up just
grabbing it for a second or so. We smiled and said goodbye and that was it. It
really made me think. Just recently, I couldn’t attend a Youth Group event
because I was going to my friend Maeve’s house to catch up. We hadn’t seen each
other since July when we went to summer camp together along with my friend Jane
and several others. Maeve’s was nice, but it reminded me why I hadn’t seen her
in a long time. She was brainwashed by culture. It was annoying. Anyway, I came
to church the Sunday afterward (the hangout with Maeve was on Saturday) and
Abby said from across the room, ‘I missed you yesterday!’ She kept saying how
much she missed me. So, as you can see, Abby is a very beautiful and magical
creature. She tempts me and teases me unknowingly. Tomorrow I get to see her at
Girl Scouts. I’m so glad she joined our troop. Now I get to see her three times
a week. I really like Abby. I adore
Abby Moore. She could be Abby Carter. We could be together forever. The only
problem is, I don’t know if she’s gay.