September, 2009. Yet another school year begins. They say it’s the best one. The strongest one. The most important. The monumental senior year. It’s given too much hype.
The first few weeks of school were normal. Nothing had changed from junior year. Still had the few friends that I wanted. Still had the grades I wanted and they were getting stronger. Still had the respect I had regained from my mom, and had kept the respect with my friends from the previous year. Had actually acquired a few more friends towards the end of the year and I actually got to reconnect with grace. Sadly all my senior friends which made up about half of my group last year had graduated and moved on and now it was a special treat when I got to talk to them. Things were going pretty well. I had everything you could expect for senior year. For the first month everything remained the same. Just as I had expected and wanted it to. And then for the last time. It all changed.
A month before thanksgiving break. At the Highland Lake Inn. Kathleen’s birthday party.
I wasn’t great friends with everyone who had attended that party but for the most part we all got along. It was myself, Amanda, Kathleen, Sam, Greydon, Dayton, and a new girl Krystal. Kathleen had told me before that I needed to become friends with Krystal. So at the party we kind of talked but it was on the way home from the party in the car when we really started to connect. Later in the dorm as we talked on and on about things that had happened in the past I began to realize that she was more like me than anyone I had ever met. She didn’t get along with her mother. She was an unexpected baby just like me. She was bisexual like me. Naming thing after thing we both realized that we could relate in many ways. It was great.
For the next two weeks we bonded spending hours on end talking about every subject you could imagine. She would spend the night in my room literally taking over my bed. We would hang out after classes and text all day. Talk about our past relationships and our current issues in our more serious relationships. She had Manny and I had Sarah. She’d known Manny for a few years now and I’d known Sarah since the summer. I thought yet again that Sarah was the one. She thought that Manny and her were meant to be. And yet again. It all went downhill.
November 2, 2009. It was Sarah and I’s 4 month anniversary. She missed it. November 3, 2009. Manny and Krystal talk about getting back...