I picked up the twins at about 7am the next morining. Jeff hopped in back, like always, and Jay in front. Jay had a shitty sort of "i know something you don't know" grin on his face....
I asked him why.....
After about 5 minutes of teasing me he said that he had talked to Christopher the night before... "me too" I added. He said, "yeah I know... He told me" I wondered how it is that he knew I had talked to Chris, seeing where as Chris and I didnt get off the phone until real late.
Jay said that he had talked to Chris BEFORE chris called me, so that is how he knew we talked.
I'm like, "Okay, so what? You know I had a conversation with him on the phone, thats not any big news..." He laughed, and at about this time Jeff, who was the more refined sort of big hearted of the 2, told Jay to stop playing and just spit itout.
"WELL..." HE BEGAN, "Its not that I know you talked to Chris, it what Chris told me when I talked to him" He had a sweet smile on his face as he continued... "He really digs you Krysta" At this point i'm thinking that there is no way in hell this new kid would be interested in ME. There are a heel of a lot more girls at my school who were BY FAR more attractive then me.
"Don't be an asshole Jay. Its not even funny", I said... I pretty much knew that he was telling me the truth, I mean Chris was really fucking sweet on the phone last night, but I always did things like that. I said it because I was embarressed I guess.... "Im not fucking with you Krys, Im serious. Ask Jeff"
A resounding "yup" was mumbled fromthe back seat. Jay went on to tell me that he was a little worried because he thought Chris might be saying he is into me because he had heard about this other guy, James, taking my virginity and then blowing me off the next day. Jay and Jaff were talking about it in front of Chris,saying they wanted to kick James' ass for it. Jay said that he thought Chris might use my hurt feelings over the James thing as a way to get me in bed.
Things move a lot faster these days then when I was in high school. There weren't alot of girls that were not virgins in my day. Most girls held on to their virginity until at least senior year if not longer, so when a girl was known to have "put out" she was all of a sudden on th e"A list", no matter how much of a dog she was, if the guys thought they could get her into bed they were all over her like flys on shit.
I appreciated that Jay and Jeff were so protective of me... But I didnt want to hear what Jay was saying... Sick as it sounds part of me didnt even care if that was true, if CHristopher was only interested in me because he thought I'd be an easy fuck.....
We pulled into the parking lot and Picked up Chris and anorhter friend of ours, Derrick. We drove out to Hathaways pond and smoked up for about 15 minutes, went to 7-11 and grabbed some cigarettes and munchies. When we got back to the school Chris asked me if I wanted to go back to his house instead of going to class.
I was in COlor Guard in school and it was my 1st period class. Color guard had been my life since I was 8 years old, and even for him I would not miss it. I asked him to meet me at my car after 1st period. He said he would.
Jay took me aside and told me NOT to let him have me that 1st day. He told me that even if I wanted to, to not go all the way with him, because if I did then chris would think I was easy, Jay was right and I knew it. Chris got in the car and we drove off. We didnt end up going back to his house. I avoided going anywhere that would put me in THAT situation. I knew that I wanted to do it, and I knew that Jay was right, so we ended up going to the mall.
He was so amazing. His eyes, they were this crystal blue, and they looked right through you. I swear, he had the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life..... What I wouldnt give to look into his eyes now....
I was in my bedroom, which was on the first floor of our Saltbox home, right off of the kitchen. I was listening to my Master of Puppets tape, blaring it of course. (which really angered my Mom, so I did it all the more)
My Mom opened my bedroom door and annouced that I had a call. "Who is it?", I asked her. "Jesus Christ, Krysta, what do I look like your damn secretary? Get on the phone and find out for yourself", she replied , stretching the phone cord to its limit as she tossed it tome.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Krista... It's Christopher...I, ummm, you gave me a ride home today?", his voice so deep and, to my 16 yr old ears, just about the sexiest sound I'd ever heard. My heart throbbed in my chest, tiny beads of sweat instantly gathered on my upper lip as I tried to force words out of my mouth...
"you there?" he asked
"Oh, shit, yes, Im here, sorry, I uhhhh...uhhhh ... " Damn it! nothing would come out. Me, Krysta Mishawn. Person voted most likely to never stop talking, had nothing to say. Well, I had lots to say, I just couldn't make my lips and tongue form the words....
"whats up?" I finally managed to quickly mumble.
Chris went on to tell me that he was going to lie and say that he was looking for Jason and Jeff, and thought he'd try to see if they were hanging out with me, but decided that he would just be honest and tellme that he really thought I was beautiful and funny and he wanted to get to know me..
You have to understand how this made me feel. Someone thought I was beautiful??? ME? I had never been a skinny girl, never had a hot body, or beautiful clothes. The summer before I had joined weight watchers and lost around 40 pounds, which is great, but I still weighed about 145, which by 1988 standards was a frigging COW.
"hey your not talking, maybe I should've stuck with my origianl plan and asked if you knew where the twins were?" He said as he laughed.
"no NO NO... " I quickly interjected.. "I, well to be honest, I am just a little suprised, thats all"
"What that I called?" he asked...
That he called? YES... That e wanted to talk to me.... YES... That he even knew I existed!!!!
We talked for hours that night. We talked about everything from school, friends and Cape Cod life, to death and music and religion. He amazed me, he knew about everything. Talking to him, that night, was almost, and this is probably going to sound wierd but its the turth, it was almost like making love. Making love, but with never ending climax...
A part of me awoke that day. A part that until that night I hadnt realize existed. I began to feel things, all things differently. It was more than one of the "high school crushes". It was something that I dont think I can ever describe with words.
I never wanted that call to end. At about 11:30pm my Mother decided that she thought I needed to go to bed. My Mom was very controlling, and made it very difficult for me to grow up, become an individual. She actually embarressd me, yelling at me "who do you think you are on the phone for over 4 hours, young lady? Say good bye, Krysta... NOW".
Chris, the gentleman he always was, said goodbye, and as I tried to apologize for my Ma's rudeness he whispered, "don't ever say sorry, Krysta.... I cant wait to see you in the morning"
And he hung up... I don't think I slept that night. I had turned into this ball of sexual energy. I never wanted anyone more in my life.
My body was on fire, from my head to my toes. Every single particle of me was excited, in a way I'd never known.... This is just the begining I thought....My , God, I want to be with him..... If I had only known then how much of a sicky sweet combination of pleasure and pain this man would soon show me.... would I have changed any of it.... NOT ONE THING... excet his death of course.... except his death....
I had originally planned to write a short entry about a dear friend who has passed away, and talk about how deeply affected I have been since his death, almost 10 years ago. I figured writing about him might help ease the pain I feel... Well, it has kind of morphed from a small thing into a detailed begining of the story of our time together. I feel almost like he is here, now, guiding me through the memories of our relationship. It is almost therapuetic. I am going to continue this, making a sort of biography of US. I hope if anyone reads this, they will be able to feel the passion I have for this "new project". I'd love feedback, bad or good. I hope that by sharing this amazing soul people will truly believe in TRUE LOVE. And so it began.....
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