When I was eight, I fell in love this skinny girl in the
third grade. Her name was …Lucy. Lucy didn’t love me, of course, but I
wouldn’t let that minor detail discourage me.
Every time Lucy would walk by my
heart would beat a little faster.
My palms would sweat and I would forget how to speak
English. Lucy thought I was freak for
sure with skinny legs, long feet, glasses and all. I was a little soul afro
mess! All I wanted more than anything in
world, other than a shwinn bicycle, was to spend a little time with Lucy under
the oak tree in our elementary school.
One morning before school, I was hanging out some of the
older guys. Imitating their poses, I was
playing it cool. That is until Lucy
walked by. I finally I said something
close to human, but Lucy was far from impressed. Lucy rolled her eyes, sucked her teeth at me
and strutted on by. The fellas all
laughed and I just played it off like it didn’t. matter to me. Coach Green knew it mattered and challenged
me to a bet. He bet I couldn’t give Lucy
a kiss. Well, I was no punk, so I
accepted the challenge. And for my prize
kiss, Coach will buy me a coca cola! He
agreed and I was on my mission.
When I caught up to Lucy she was standing with her books in
her hand, under the oak tree. Perfect! I
called her name and she turned around at me and said “Whatchu want boy?” I patted my fro and walked up to her. “Hey, let me give you a kiss!” The heck was I thinking? I was thinking,
“Imma get that kiss and a coke before school starts. I was thinking “I was about go school yard
legend!
“Let me get that kiss, girl!” I said loud enough to be heard
by the older heads watching me. Coach
Green grinned and gave me the thumbs up signal.
When the fellas give me the green light, I puckered up and leaned toward
Lucy. Big mistake. No, epic huge
mistake! As I closed my eyes, Lucy
struck me lighting hard in the face with her library book. I went tumbling, tumbling, tumbling down the
hill into a pile of cold wet leaves.
Lucy laughed with her whole body.
I couldn’t help but laugh too, but man did it hurt! As I picked the leaves out of my fro, I
hardly noticed the older heads laughing at me.
I made Lucy notice me. I made the girl of my dreams laugh. I also learned a valuable lesson. Keep your hands to yourself!!
Well I made the “walk of shame” back to Coach Green and the
fellas. When I walked up, everyone
stared at my face. Coach Green looked at
me like I got shot in the face!
Apparently I had a huge bleeding gash under my eye. I still have the scar to prove it.
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