I’m your classic nerd, destined to be a school teacher, forever with her nose in a book kind of girl. I’ve always full on expected to end up with a tech-savvy, Pokemon loving (way past an appropriate age), kind and sweet guy. Even though the majority of my thoughts entail a mash-up of several different romance movies, which goes something like:
Geeky girl meets all-star football player when she becomes his tutor. Soon after she discovers that she is royalty in a far off, never before heard of land. Signals get crossed after their love blooms, and she leaves to be the beautiful princess she always was. Time passes and he realizes that life just can’t go on without her. Then after making the journey of a lifetime he makes it just in time to stop the royal wedding to an ass-hat European prince.
I’m aware this has approximately 0.000000001% chance of happening. A girl can hope, right?
But some time ago, Mr. Blue Backpack happened.
Mr. Blue Backpack and I had met our freshman year, and lets just say we weren’t exactly bff’s… It wasn’t until our senior year that he became more than a friend.
I had just come home from my summer camp job, and a mutual friend and I ended up getting fro-yo with Mr. Blue Backpack. Before we got our ever necessary desert, I NEEDED to pee. At this particular establishment you had to ask for a key to the bathroom…um serious corporate trust issues. The employee that I had asked for the key apparently thought I was just the hottest tamale in town. As I was in the little girls room, said employee asked my two friends if I was single. This simple question was the catalyst for Mr. Blue Backpack and I.
That question had opened Backpack’s eyes to what he had been overlooking for 3 years. A few weeks later Mr. Blue Backpack asked me on our first date in the school parking lot (oh, how cute is high school romance…) Now, I feel it important to let you know that Backpack was a varsity soccer player, president of this that and the other, and just in general a really popular guy. So, naturally after he asked I felt the stupendously awkward need to ask him if he was joking about three times…I need to get it together.
Our date was amazing. Easy, simple. We ended up talking for hours, it was one of those dates you read about in books. I was seriously falling for Backpack. But it just wasn’t meant to be I guess. We hung out a couple more times and went to homecoming together, but in the end I’ll just chalk it up to bad timing.
But Mr. Blue Backpack was a person that I found an amazing connection with, and even after all this time I just can seem to get him out of my head. We went to different schools, and we don’t talk anymore. Every time he comes up on my news-feed, or I hear Backpacks name my heart still skips a beat. I’m not sure if I just miss our friendship, or I still really have feelings for Bcakpack?
I do hope one day our paths cross again at a better time in both of our lives. Lets hope before either of us has to journey across the world to find each other