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As far back as I can remember, it’s always been like this.
The first time I saw him, it was from from a distance; he was sitting at
a picnic table with an adorable girl at his side, who was fawning over his
every move. When looked at him, everything else seemed to go out of focus—everything but him. He was beautiful and I wanted him badly. The
memory of it still brings back that feeling; a rush, the necessity for
possession. Oblivious to me, he was
talking to the girl on the bench sitting next to him and she was giggling. Clearly,
she was not worthy of his attentions.
He was perfection personified; a tawny wonder, dressed all
in beige, slouchy corduroy jeans, a workman’s shirt, beige desert boots. His
skin was golden; I needed to touch it. He was a natural
towhead, his hair stripey with about eight shades of blonde, from gossamer
white to dishwater, but the lashes that lined his yellow tiger’s eyes were
thick and black. I was alone in a private haze of desire. Nothing
was going to stand in my way.
As though I was sleepwalking, or a zombie slavishly obeying
a command, with no idea what I was going to do or say or even how I got there,
I found myself standing behind him. For a moment, everything seemed to blank
out into a white roar, and then, with all my strength, I shoved the girl as
hard as I could and she fell off the bench, landing in a crumpled pile on the
floor. She immediately started howling.
All charming smiles, I batting my eyelashes
flirtatiously as though nothing out of the ordinary had just occurred, and I
took her place on the bench. Everyone around us was sort of frozen, not sure
what to do or how to react at his barbaric display.
He looked at me, sizing me up, then slowly and deliberately,
his eyes wandered down to the floor before locking once again onto mine. An almost smug smile of satisfaction and
recognition spread over his face. We
didn’t need words. He knew me. We made plans to marry,
and announced it to everyone.
The relationship grew complicated when another guy tried to
take me away from him. A fight-first
verbal, then physical- broke out, but I calmed them both down before
effortlessly playing them against each other for all I was worth, acting like
it was just an accident.
That’s all I can recall about my first day of kindergarten.
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