This week I've got kind of a crazy story for you. (Okay, so I might say that every week, but that's just because life is unexpected and strange, but it's an adventure worth having.)
It all started about a year ago when the parentals were out of town and I stayed the weekend with sister Boo. After church, we'd gone over to her friend's apartment to hang out and make wantons. Well, as this party was all going down, another on of her friends formulated an evil plan: she had a younger brother my age, and apparently he was pretty stinking cute, which could only mean one thing--that he and I should go out!
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| Daniel Lissing. A very attractive actor man. |
" Hey, You don't know me, but I'm [Daniel Lissing]. My sister is really good friends with your sister and she wanted me to say hi, so hi!"
So, that happened.
Of course, I was baffled. And nervous. And kind of all together really just in a weird state of dazed bewilderment. So, being the tactful, social being that I am, I consulted my pals. Friend Franson texted back, but I felt like it was too formal (I was also being very over-analytical), so I wrote back something that I thought would be a better, but after reading that I still wasn't satisfied. And so, after almost three hours of him not texting back, I sent a better explanation/introduction, having come to the assumed conclusion that he was never gonna speak to me again because I was a raving lunatic (I'm actually not sure if this is false. I am a little crazy.)
AHhaha! but the story continues! Because he texted back! ....And we've sort of been talking ever since. (Except he has a real problem with responding, so it takes him anywhere from an hour to twenty-four hours to reply, but I've just come to the conclusion that that's just how he is.)
(Is this dramatic enough yet? Aparently it wasn't, because we gon' throw in a plot twist. Brace yourself.)Two days after the initial introduction, Quanne randomly texts me with, "Um, remember that guy? I think he's rich and famous!"
PAUSE. wat? This was a plot twist I was clearly not prepared for. So we did some stalking (not actual; just facebook etc). And we found two pages under the same name: one for a normal guy, the other for a famous pianist. Only, they had the same face. *me looking at the fb pages: Did that actually just transpire?
Yes. Only, I couldn't just leave it to that to tell me. I had to make sure. So casually, remembering he'd said he liked to play piano (but not having realized the significance at the time), I asked him how long he'd been playing. From that point, there was no concealing anything. He told me everything: how he liked to compose his own music and that he'd even released an album last fall!
IT WAS HIM. HE WAS RICH AND FAMOUS. This was my chance to marry into money. (Only I'd never do that.) I have to admit, talking to him now was a little more intimidating, until I realized he was just a normal kid like everyone else, so then it wasn't weird anymore.
But it was still invariably exciting and I thought I should tell you about it. Also, it's great because we've got this running joke about school because I love English and he hates it, where as he loves Math and I hate that, so we've decided to switch places whenever we have a test. But when I got to school today, I realized I had a Math quiz I'd completely forgotten about; at the same time of this realization, I saw a text from him asking how my day was going and stuff like that so I told him about the quiz. He replies, "Oh no, why didn't you give me a heads up?" (Which kinda made me really happy because I thought he was just gonna ignore our pact) Later, after I took the quiz and informed him that I'd aced it, (after our mini celebration moment) he said, "So I've been growing my hair out for nothing?!" And basically I just laughed and my day was fabulous from then on.
Whelp. That's really all I have to tell you this time. Just that I have an almost (but like not really even close to, but that's what I'm calling him because I want to) boyfriend. A rich and famous boyfriend. (Yes, the parents know. No, he's not a real boyfriend. Stop being weird.) So. Pretty exciting, right?! Ok, thanks for humoring me. I love you.
Love, America
P.S. I checked out his music. It's incredible. Just in case you were wondering.
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