Has it really been ten years, already? I still didn't know if I was going to go?
My husband kept insisting that I go. It was my ten year class reunion, sure he wanted to go, he was Captain of the football and wrestling team, honor roll, and prom king for two years in a row, and dated every cheerleader there was, and probably fucked them all too! I was a nobody in school, I stayed mostly to myself and it was two years after graduation before he even knew my name. I only had one boyfriend in school, will now that we are bringing that up, I only had one boyfriend ever, besides my husband. I dated my only other boyfriend for three years during high school. I always thought we would get married, and live happily ever after. My feelings for him was much stronger then his for me, because he ended up running away with my best friend and marrying her! I also knew they would be at the reunion, and that was something I didn't want to face! I love my husband, but my ex-boyfriend still held that special place in my heart, after all, he was my first! I didn't know if I was, or if I ever will be able to look into his beautiful hazel eyes and make small talk? But it was decided that we would go?
So on the evening of the reunion, I had my nails, hair and make-up done, complete with a new outfit and spike heels! Joe's big grin and whistle convinced me that I looked pretty hot!
We arrived just fashionably late, Joe wanted to make a remarkable entrance, and I guess we did, with all the whistling and carrying on? Some of Joe's old football buddies hustled him off to the side right away. So, once again, I was left on my own. I was getting a glass of wine when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. Before I turned around, I put a big smile on my face, eager to face my old classmates, and get this show started! But it wasn't just any eyes staring into mine! It was the hazel eyes of my ex-boyfriend, Mark. Just seeing him made me weak in my knees. "Hi Mark!" Was about all I could get to come out of my mouth.