Every day I see Chrissie, in the corridors, in class. She is so ignorant of me, and I suppose this is a good thing because if she is anything else towards me, I might not be able to resist. I fight hard against my feelings, yet I find myself looking at her when no one else can see me.

A week before the V-Ball, Mr. Jackson arranges with the Dean for us to perform our début single in front of the school, after our weekly hall period.

Dennis, George, Simon and I are nervous. Although we have performed at a few malls and bars, this would be our first time performing in front of our peers.

We can hear and feel the excitement in the hall, and instead of this making me feel more relaxed, I actually start feeling more nervous.

Seconds before we have to go on stage, Dennis runs off to the bathrooms and when he gets back, he is sickly pale. Not one of us talk, we are too preoccupied with our own feelings and trying to stay calm.

We walk onto the stage and the applause is loud. We have already arranged our instruments on the stage while the hall proceedings were in progress.

We start playing and singing, and all else fades into the background. I think the students liked it because they cheer loudly and the clapping is deafening. I remind everyone to buy their V-Ball tickets early.

I also think I am getting over Chrissie, the forceful rejection of my feelings towards her, is starting to work.

At lunch break, we are in the Music Centre. We spend most of our breaks here, and usually we would have a few girls here with us while we fiddle with the music instruments, but today it is just the four of us.

I am in between girlfriends.

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Simon and Dennis have had long-term relationships and their girlfriends are frustrated with the band spending so much time together, so they avoid being with us during school hours.

George has no girlfriend and I do not think he has ever had one.

We are standing around the piano, laughing and joking.

Simon tells us he can play a tune on the piano and add rhythm without adding drums. George laughs and tells Simon to prove it. Obviously, you could never replace drums, but we like to annoy George - he makes it so easy.

Suddenly, Chrissie walks through the door into the music centre, and I do a double take. I only notice Anne when she greets us loudly.

I look into Chrissie's eyes and realize I am undoubtedly in love with her and am most certainly not getting over her.




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