Nearing the end of July, Victor showered me with tons of compliments that came out of nowhere. We first met through a Skype video chat with his little sister Gaby who I was acquainted with through school. Gaby and I chatted occasionally, and it was a slow summer night, so why not? When I first saw Victor, his bright smile, as broad and shiny as the Merrimack River where he lived nearby, intrigued me. I didn’t know Gaby’s brother was this cute. Sheepish, I hid behind my sister throughout the whole video chat. When the chat was over, Skype made a noise and a text bubble appeared.
“It was nice talking to you, cutie ;)).”
This left me at a loss for words. I could feel my face prickling with quiet embarrassment, red spreading all the way to my earlobes. I let out yelp. …show more content…
Lakana made a sour face at my statement and tilted her head to one side.
“Are you sure?”
I must admit, I was extremely hesitant to reply back, but the fact that he was three years older than me made me drunk with excitement. The romantic idea of a summer love intoxicated the young me, and talking to boys was foreign and exciting. I decided to go through with my plans.
“Monica, this is so dangerous,” Lakana mused, her eyes scanning over the speech bubbles on the screen, watching our conversation unfold.
“Oh buzz off,” I sighed as I flipped a long strand of my hair over my shoulder. She “tsked” in response, which annoyed me; didn’t I deserve to be happy?
Because my parents did not approve of any interaction with boys at all, I retreated to the basement where I could privately pursue him through a screen, safe from anyone’s wandering eyes. I kept my interactions between Victor and me a secret. My heart giddy, I blushed whenever I chatted with him over Skype, fingers flying over the keyboard, eager to amuse him and keep his attention on me. “He definitely likes me,” I say to myself, intensely concentrating on the Skype convo, anticipating his next
“It was nice talking to you, cutie ;)).”
This left me at a loss for words. I could feel my face prickling with quiet embarrassment, red spreading all the way to my earlobes. I let out yelp. …show more content…
Lakana made a sour face at my statement and tilted her head to one side.
“Are you sure?”
I must admit, I was extremely hesitant to reply back, but the fact that he was three years older than me made me drunk with excitement. The romantic idea of a summer love intoxicated the young me, and talking to boys was foreign and exciting. I decided to go through with my plans.
“Monica, this is so dangerous,” Lakana mused, her eyes scanning over the speech bubbles on the screen, watching our conversation unfold.
“Oh buzz off,” I sighed as I flipped a long strand of my hair over my shoulder. She “tsked” in response, which annoyed me; didn’t I deserve to be happy?
Because my parents did not approve of any interaction with boys at all, I retreated to the basement where I could privately pursue him through a screen, safe from anyone’s wandering eyes. I kept my interactions between Victor and me a secret. My heart giddy, I blushed whenever I chatted with him over Skype, fingers flying over the keyboard, eager to amuse him and keep his attention on me. “He definitely likes me,” I say to myself, intensely concentrating on the Skype convo, anticipating his next