The Dance

Hi Again!

This is my second post, so I'm going to get into a lot more detail about Trevor and I. Don't worry — I think it should still be all happy things today.

So where did I leave off? Oh right, homecoming! Things started off a little awkward. I mean, he was my first boyfriend (if that's even the right term. At this point we weren't official or anything, just homecoming dates). He had talked to me in the hallway at school or after practice, but this was our first time really hanging out together. We went in a big group. Luckily, I had friends going with some of his friends. It helped keep me calm.

Six of us rode in someone's dad's Suburban. Before we pulled up to the dance hall, Trevor slipped a beautiful white flower on my wrist. I loved it. I looked up to say thank you and when my eyes met his, I could feel my heart melt. I was smitten. His icy blue eyes just lingered on mine for a few seconds before he grabbed my hand and helped me out of the car. It was perfect. I really felt like I was in some kind of teen movie.

The rest of the night was perfect too. I had a great time with my friends from cheerleading. Trevor was a fantastic dancer and earlier the guys had pulled off a win against our biggest rivalry.

Trevor was sweet and kind. We had a few moments to ourselves at our table to just chat and get to know each other. We were complete opposites though. His family was still together and I was astounded by how much money he had. He had an in-ground pool and everything! I felt so embarrassed telling him about the little shack I called home and how I had to work a part-time job just to help keep food on the table for my family. No way would he ever find me attractive if he knew who I really was. I dodged a lot of his questions, but I was afraid I'd never be able to pull off being the girl I thought he was really after: the beautiful blond cheerleader with not a care in the world. I could never be that girl. I wanted to be loved even if it was just for a night, though. I'd never even held a guy's hand before tonight. I was pretty sure most girls on my squad had already slept with a few guys...

I was in no hurry to catch up, but I couldn't help but thinking Trevor could see right through my innocence. How could he not? Would he even want to talk to me at school on Monday? A slow song came on next and Trevor whisked me away from my thoughts and onto the dance floor. I was falling in love. I had my face nuzzled on his chest, just enjoying the moment. He looked down and lifted my chin with his fingers (was I about to get my first kiss???). Yes, yes I was. It was perfect and magical and I felt like I was a Disney princess with all eyes on me.

It was a perfect evening. I went to sleep dreaming of Trevor, wishing the night had never ended.

But that was just the beginning...

More next week!

-TheGraduate, xoxo