My young Adonis

Carol RoachStarred Page By Carol Roach, 9th Feb 2015 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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Here is another high school boy story from my book, Picking up the Pieces: A Woman's Journey

Introduction

Being the shy person that I was in high school it was difficult for me to approach boys let alone flirt with them. Nevertheless, the hormones were raging and after all I was a teenager. I was 15 years old and starting to feel oh so grown up! I bought 16 Magazine faithfully. Like all my girl friends at the time, we had our lockers plastered with posters of Davey Jones, from the Monkeys, and all the other larger than life teen idols. It is really funny but I can't even remember my most beloved teen idol. All I remember was that he was blond and gorgeous; the all American male, just like Ken (Barbie and Ken).

As far as I know he was probably a one hit wonder. For the life of me as I write this piece I cannot even remember the song that he sang. Nevertheless his face was plastered all over my locker, inside and out.

My history teacher

My high school crush had been my grade 9 history teacher; a person I knew that I would never date anyhow. Since I was always over weight I did not get many boys paying attention to me during those very important teenage years. Even if some boys did approach me I was too shy to ever consider flirting, let alone date them. However, there were a few boys that I did admire from afar.

Our school was located downtown, and more or less served the Greek and Armenian communities. Even though the kids from my elementary school attended, we were definitely in the minority. Having said that, there were very few boys from my old school that had blond hair, most had black, and the Greeks and Armenians had dark brown and black hair respectively. No wonder my teen idol was blond, he was so different from any other boy I ever knew.

The high school Adonis and Jamaican prince

By the time grade 10 had arrived a new student came to the school. He was from Sweden and as you can imagine he had blond hair and blue eyes. He was tall and handsome and I thought he looked like the Greek God Adonis. I was instantly in love! Yet try as I might, I could not get this boy to pay attention to me. He actually seemed rather annoyed when I asked him if I could borrow a pencil, or how did he like the latest English assignment. I was lost as to what to do to get him to see and more importantly like me!

It was at this time that my friend Maxine a black girl (you will remember her from other stories) was attracted to a new black student from Jamaica who recently transferred to our high school as well. Like me, Maxine was shy and did not know how to get this boy to pay any attention to her.

Our plan

Since we found it easier to talk to boys that we really didn't like in that special way we devised a plan whereby each of us would approach the other's love interest and befriend him. By doing so we would gain the boys' confidence and then we could promote how wonderful our friend was to them. In other words, I would go to the black boy, David, become his friend, and tell him how wonderful Maxine was and she would do the same with Adonis.

The plan seemed to be working. David and I became friends, and Adonis and Maxine became friends as well. So what could possibly go wrong?

The train ride

The next phase of the plan was to get each of us together with our love interest and that did not prove to be an easy feat at all. Every time Maxine tried to get Adonis and I together, he seemed always to have other plans. And whenever I tried to get David and Maxine together he would agree but never specifically state when this meeting would happen.

Finally a golden opportunity presented itself. There was going to be a day excursion for the grade 10 students to the history museum in a neighbouring province (Ontario). Each of us invited the boys respectively. Adonis declined the invitation and David accepted it.

During the train ride, Maxine and I sat together and David sat facing us. We laughed and joked and had a really good time. David was polite with Maxine though he remained reserved. I took it to mean that he was just shy and more comfortable with me since he knew me better. At the exhibition I jabbed Maxine in the arm to indicate that she needed to make her presence known a little more forcibly if she ever expected to get this guy to pay attention to her. I have to admit she did try.

During the train ride, Maxine and I sat together and David sat facing us. We laughed and joked and had a really good time. David was polite with Maxine though he remained reserved. I took it to mean that he was just shy and more comfortable with me since he knew me better. At the exhibition I jabbed Maxine in the arm to indicate that she needed to make her presence known a little more forcibly if she ever expected to get this guy to pay attention to her. I have to admit she did try.

When we were on our way home and respectively sitting in our seats on the train, I decided that I had to take matters into my own hands. I came straight out and asked David if he liked Maxine, now that he had finally met her. I don't know what I expected to hear. He answered,

"Yeah she is cool".

I then said well

"That's cool maybe you and Maxine could go out sometime together, I know you don't have many friends being so new to the school and all".

He didn't answer and Maxine gave me "that look" so I just gave up. The conversation shifted to something else until we reached home.

That evening when we were talking on the phone I found that Maxine was furious with me. She thought that I had gone too far. Somehow her fury was lost on me. I thought that was the plan.

Conclusion

The next day at school I found that David was snubbing me as well. Okay, I had enough at this point and now it was my turn to get annoyed. Why was this happening; I followed the plan. I cornered David and demanded to know why he was acting so weird. At first he wouldn't talk but when I wouldn't let him go into his classroom until I got an answer he said to me,

"Why would you ask me to go out with Maxine, don't you know how much I love you."

I had no clue about his feelings. I had no clue how to answer him either. So I let him go into his classroom and made the excuse that I was now late for mine.

I couldn't wait to tell Maxine what had occurred, unfortunately, I didn't know how to handle it. On the one hand I had Maxine's feelings to consider; after all David was her love interest and on the other hand this guy said he was in love with me and I was not interested in him at all. Surprisingly, Maxine took it well. She thanked me for trying to get the two of them together even though it didn't work out for her and then went on to say that I had the bigger problem that needed to be worked out. So we decided that the best thing to do was just to tell him the truth and hope that he and I could remain friends. We rehearsed together what I would say to him in order to let him down as gently as possible. We made up the story that I already had a boyfriend who did not attend the school - well that was our version of the truth. My friendship with David ended there. He didn't want a friend he wanted a girlfriend. As far as Adonis is concerned, after the fiasco with David, Maxine and I thought it was best to leave well enough alone. It got to the point that Adonis hardly spoke to Maxine anymore either. The last thing we heard about him was that he was dating this beautiful blond haired blue-eyed German girl by the name of Krysten who transferred into the school just at the last quarter of the school year.

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High School Crushes, High School Days, Teenage Boyfriends, Teenage Love

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author avatar Carol Roach
Retired therapist and author of two books, freelance writer, newsletter editor, and blogger. I write, health, mental health, women's issues, animal , celebrity, history, and SEO articles.

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author avatar Nancy Czerwinski
9th Feb 2015 (#)

I loved reading this! I know you weren't attracted to David but all I could think when he told you he loved you was "be still my heart" I must say very romantic!

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author avatar Retired
9th Feb 2015 (#)

To quote William Shakespeare: "The course of true love never did run smooth"!

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author avatar viewgreen
10th Feb 2015 (#)

Incredible article!

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