I glance over at you quickly. I sigh, as the teacher drowns on about our test coming up. I wonder if you ever think about me like I think about you? I know I’ve overheard you like a girl in a year up, but, maybe that’s not true? Uh, it’s like I’m addicted to overthinking. I think of the Beatles song you played me yesterday, and you were surprised I even knew who the Beatles were. I think about that song playing over speakers in a beautiful wedding venue. Ok, totally overthinking now! I’m only in year 7…
My friend Snowy wrote a note to her crush telling him that she likes him. It turned out that he had a huge crush on her too, so they’ve dated for 1 month now, which is a long time in year 7. One of my other friends Billie has already been asked out, but said no. Then there’s Sasha and Kerri, who like the same guy, and that’s just awkward. And there’s me. Faith. Just crazily in love with a boy that sits next to me on my table. He’s good at maths, I’m good at english, so we help each other out. He calls me “bestie”, but gosh do I wish it was more than that. I’ve even dreamt about him! Oops, maybe to much information.
I scroll through Instagram, waiting for him to accept my follow request. In half an hour he does. By two days, I’ve already memorized everything about his profile. But the message button sticks in my head.
For two weeks a constant battle rages in my head, to message him or not. So I decide to ask a question on my Instagram story, and that will decide wether I message him or not. I ask; who do you ship me with?
The next day all the 54 results come in. 53 people ship me with him! 1 person ships me with my shadow. Which means I have to message him. Oh God.
I close my eyes as I press send. I slowly open them, and examine the attachment of the Beatles song “Here comes the sun” I sent. Instantly regret fills my stomach, swirling around, creating a storm. Then suddenly, the seen icon appears at the bottom of my message, then the typing icon. I throw my phone to the other side of the couch, but quickly scramble after it. As I pick it up again, I see he has sent an attachment too. I click on it. The screen opens up to a Youtube music video to “Hey Jude by the Beatles”. For 5 hours straight we messaged each other song recommendations. A smile never left my face.
The next day I woke up to the bing of my phone. I pick it up sleepily. It’s from him, and reads “Do you like me as more than a friend?” I reply without hesitating, my number 1 line “Ok, so…” I can’t believe what I’m about to do. Then I send a love heart emoji. The best part is, he sends one back.
15 years later
I giggle to myself at the memory from 15 years ago. As I walk down the aisle of a beautiful wedding venue, I hear that same Beatles song he showed me in year 7. I glance up at his smiling face as he waits for me at the end of the aisle. If only I knew in year 7.