I totally go all fangirl on Elizabeth Scott whenever i see her because I LOVE her books so much. I am completely honored to have her be a part of writers on writing! Let’s check out her high school memory this fabulous Monday Morning.
My most embarrassing high school moment is one I think is a very common, but still awful time: finding out that someone you like doesn’t like you.
I was in ninth grade, and in junior high. My school system was unusual because it didn’t start high school until tenth grade, something I am, to this day, profoundly thankful for as I was so not ready for high school at fourteen. I would have been eaten alive.
Anyway. So there I was, at the big junior high dance, and I’d been interested in a guy, who I’ll call X, for a while. I wasn’t good at talking to guys, but I’d done the usual ask around and he thought I was nice.
I should have known, right?
But I didn’t. I was fourteen, and I liked X and he thought I was nice and I went to that dance and summoned up every ounce of courage I had, walked over to him, and said, “Hi.”
And he said, “Hey, Elizabeth. Is Z here? Can you ask her if she’ll dance with me?”
“Sure!” I said, and I found my friend, Z, who said she wouldn’t dance with X but who kept looking at him until I told her to just go dance with him already.
So there they were, X and Z, dancing. They looked nice together. (And they actually dated through most of high school, so clearly they were a good fit.)
But was my humiliation over? Oh, no. Because I spent the whole evening with my other friends while X and Z danced–and then made out. In front of all of us.
I won’t lie and say I didn’t hate them, because in that moment, I did. I SO did. But they were happy and I did like Z, who was–and is–a lovely person. But I still remember that dance, and how I had to watch the boy I liked with someone else. A friend.
I think we’ve all been there. We’ve all had that moment, and despite what people say about time or healing or whatever, we remember.
And it’s okay to do that. Everything shapes who we are, and so I don’t want to forget that night. I want to remember the good things and the bad things that life has thrown at me.
I want to remember them because they make me–well, me.
Did I mention how much I loved Elizabeth Scott? Because I do. lol. Thank you so much for sharing with us, Elizabeth! I know I, and many others, can totally relate. Totally appreciate you stopping by for Memories Monday! For those of you who want to know more about Elizabeth, you can check out her website here. She has a new book that just came out so totally swing by to read the details on that. Thanks for checking out Memories Monday! Until next week!