It’s His Birthday

It was a typical lunch time for us in high school. We took our usual spots for lunch, except today, Steph was the only girl at our table. I’m not sure where the other girls went today, but Steph sat with us. She had on a pair of platform sneakers that were tightened with velcro.

We weren’t doing  much until one of my friends, Sam, announced that it was his birthday today. We had all forgotten, and Steph seemed to be especially apologetic for missing it. To be fair, we were all really close and had always found the time to celebrate each other’s birthdays. However, we all somehow missed Sam’s.

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Tell Me About a Time

Samantha, or Sam for short, wound up being a very good friend of mine during our college days. We weren’t the closest in high school, but having a familiar face in a new college and sharing a few classes drove us closer together.

Though, full disclaimer, I didn’t witness this in person, Sam shared a great story with me.

I know I will date myself with the reference, but during my college days, everyone was using MSN Communicator as the preferred means of communication. Facebook had not taken off yet and data plans on cell phones were either non-existent or too expensive to make sense.

Sam and I were carpool or bus buddies. Meaning we would either drive to school together or take the bus together. Whatever conversation we didn’t finish during the ride would then be resumed in our online world.

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What’s Under the Boots

Another story that goes back to my high school days, but still vividly plays in my mind. It’s a wonder why some of these shoe loss victims don’t stop and realize that they really do bring things upon themselves.

Julie was one of the girls that regularly hung out with my group of friends. She had a spare block with myself and a few others during our senior year. Typically, we would spend that spare block in the cafeteria just talking about the usual things like crushes, or well, come to think of it, that was pretty much it.

On this day, Julie wore tight black jeans and a pair of platform ankle boots that just left enough of a gap between the top of her boots and the cuff of her jeans. Julie wasn’t overly tall, but the platform boots added an extra two inches to her height and I think she enjoyed wearing them because they made her taller.

As we prepared to study, the conversation shifted to Julie. We started questioning Julie on the usual topics, like who she liked. Truth be told, I had a huge crush on Julie at the time and I was hoping that she would admit she liked me. Though that seemed to only work in Hollywood movies. Julie didn’t crack under the pressure.

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Gym Punishment

There was a girl named Kayla in my high school gym class. She was part of another clique, so I never really talked to her much. However, there was always one thing about her that stuck out and that was she was always late for gym class. It was always the first class of our day, and either she always slept in or just didn’t care enough to show up on time.

By the time our teacher was ready to take attendance, Kayla and sometimes with her two girlfriends, would be running to the line-up for attendance. Sometimes Kayla would be running in just her socks as she carried her shoes in her hand, untied. The soft padding of her socked feet on the ground was very distinct. Best of all, if Kayla ran fast enough, she would perform a small slide as she slid into position.

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The Lost Bet

Sometimes people bring the worst upon themselves. In high school, my close group of friends would seemingly hang out every weekend. On this day, however, one of the girls made a terrible decision. Her name was Kathy. She was probably the most tomboyish out of the group of girls we hung out with. Let me clarify that a little – she had the most boyish personality out of the girls. For example, she loved video games, cars, and sports (namely hockey). However, she was still one of the girls in that she dressed fashionably well and worked part-time at one of the popular clothing chains.

We were hanging out at one of the guys’ houses and he dusted off his old Super Nintendo. Kathy immediately grabbed the copy of Super Mario Kart and challenged anyone to play. To her credit, Kathy was incredibly good. We played battle mode mostly, and she was virtually unbeatable.

Kathy started a personal rivalry with one of the guys who was able to stop her reign of terror – we’ll call him Steve. We played with rules that the loser of each round would have to rotate out so the next time Kathy and Steve got to play, the stakes were raised.

First time around, the loser would have to pay for the next time we went out for dinner. Then, it became the loser would have to do the other’s homework. It got to the point that Steve proposed the loser go streaking at school. Kathy obviously turned that down.

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Bullied for Shoes

Alice was the daughter of one of my parents’ close friends. Growing up, I was around her often as she was my babysitter. She was 6 years older than I was, so when I was in grade school, she had started middle school. By the time Alice had entered high school, I was just learning how to multiply.

Alice did come from one of the more well off families as only her father had to work and they owned a nice home near the end of the school boundary. As a result of their location, Alice would always have to walk a block or two to the last school bus stop. She went to a decent public school in the area. It wasn’t great, as it had its fair share of bad apples, but it was better than most.

I’ve always thought of Alice as a sweet girl. I was obviously biased as she was the one who watched over me since I was learning how to count. It wasn’t until her junior year that I learned how cruel the world could really be.

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Careful Who You Tease

I had a really good group of friends in high school. We were fairly even numbered when it came to the boy-girl ratio. We spent every lunch hour together, usually hanging out in the cafeteria and playing cards. Apparently playing cards was frowned upon in our school because it was thought to be a precursor to gambling. Regardless, my friends and I thought we were so cool because we were rebelling against the system.

In our group, there was a girl named Jessica. She was the one that every guy wanted to be with. She knew it too. I had a crush on her the day I met her as a freshman, but I was just lucky enough to be considered her friend.

On this day, something special happened that made my heart absolutely flutter with joy. We were doing our usual, playing cards and chatting when Jessica hit an unbelievable patch of bad luck. She could not win a single game!

The rule in our group was that anyone who lost would have to shuffle the cards. By her fifth shuffle, Jessica had had enough. She tried to flirt her way out of losing her next hand against my good friend, Ken. Ken, who had a girlfriend at the time, was immune to Jessica’s charm and won. Upset, Jessica kicked him from under the table.

Jessica was a very fashionable girl, which is why many guys like her and probably why a lot of girls were jealous of her. She had on a pair of leather ankle boots that stretched to put on and take off intstead of  traditional zipper like the picture below. She wore skinny dark wash denim and a nice fashionable tshirt on top. It also just so happens that when she kicked Ken it was the heel of her boot that got him in the knee.


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