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OMG. That’s all I have to say about Catherine Clark’s awesomeness. Check out her high school memory this Memories Monday. I promise if you don’t love her now, you will after you read this post.
When I think of high school and romance in the same sentence, when I’m talking about my own life and not that of my fictional characters, I pretty much have to laugh.
Because if I don’t, I’ll cry.
Seriously. I always had crushes on boys who were a lot older than me, the jocks, usually. A friend still remembers me coming into her dorm room and whining, “He doesn’t even know I exist!” And that pretty much sums it up. I never considered the guys who would have actually been good matches for me. I was incredibly shallow. Which is ironic, because I always hated how shallow boys could be, how they’d always choose the pretty girls and not the hilariously funny, slightly interesting, witty, kind of okay-looking girl with the initials C.C.
However I did have a major romance in my senior year. At least…it was major to me. And he ended up later going into the Marines and maybe he became a major, so, you know. That counts, right?
He and I were co-editors of our prep school’s newspaper. We were the sports editors, actually. He, being normal, had a girlfriend who was cute. She had to be gotten rid of.
Ha! And if I were that kind of person, I’d write suspense and horror novels, instead of humor.
No, they just sort of drifted apart. We fell madly, passionately in love. Or something like that. In my mind, anyway, and isn’t that what matters?
No?
Okay then. After a series of mishaps, where a friend of mine invited HIM to prom (what? How could she? Couldn’t she see I was DYING inside when she did this in FRONT of me?!?), and I in desperation called to invite someone ELSE to prom (who thankfully wasn’t home), we ended up after a series of hilarious phone calls going to prom together. Against the odds. In really bad 80s clothes.
And we all lived happily ever after, except I went off to college after that and started having stupid crushes all over again. But I’ll never forget the amazing, incredible, overwhelming feeling I had that spring of liking someone so, so much…and having him like me back. I wrote about it in ALL CAPS in my journal at the time because it was SO AMAZING.
Even if it only lasted a couple of months, tops.
Because he was totally hot. OMG I am SO shallow. But I had to put that in in case he reads this.
Haha, you are so not shallow. Thank you so much for sharing your hotness story, Catherine!
For those of you who want to read more awesomeness, you can check out information Catherine Clark’s books at her website here. Thanks for stopping by!
