Mason and I

Mason and I

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Day 6 of Boot Camp

Well guys, since it's the weekend, nothing exciting happened today. Unless you think me sitting on my toosh all day after being woken up by Mason's cell phone's alarm is a tad exciting. Then that's fine! But seriously, I just sat on my toosh all day in my purple chair playing on my computer and watching PewDiePie's (Pew-Dee-Pie) videos on YouTube. Fun stuff.

What I CAN do though is be a little cutie-pants (as Mason would call me) and give you guys some memories of us! Heck, even for you strangers it might be nice that you know who the Hell this Mason guy is; or even me for that matter!

So... Here we go!

Mason and I have known each other for 5 stinkin' years! Ever since the 9th grade! We were introduced by my MALICIOUS boyfriend since Mason and him were best friends. But nowadays, ooooh dear... After what my ex has done to me, don't get those two in a room by themselves! Same goes to the group of guys we hang out with! They hate him too!

However, though my boyfriend at that time was a flippin' jerk, I am happy he introduced me to Mason and the group of goofy guys. We all became friends. There was Alex (yes, the same Alex I texted to when I saw those douche-bags near me as I waited for my math class to begin), Anthony, Scott, sometimes a kid named Hal (who I've known since 4th grade), Mason, and my maliciously dumb boyfriend.

Nonetheless, there's always that one boy out of the whole group who falls in love with the girl who decides to become a part of the gang...

That was Mason.

He was head over HEELS for me the day we met and became pals. I knew I thought something was fishy with that fella as the days went by. I'd look over at him and he'd LOOK AWAY REAL FAST as if he were gazing at me the entire time.

He enjoyed me in these white jean pants I STILL HAVE THIS VERY DAY! Yet I'll stop there. You people who know me most likely understand WHY he loved me in those pants. I think a lot of guys did.

;)

The only thing I regret... is my memory and how my brain seems to remember all the traumatizing moments I had in my life instead of the great ones... So I'm sorry to say but... I don't remember much of me and Mason and anyone else I hung around. However, Mason has the memory of an elephant. That boy remembers every goddamn thing. He knows pretty much every dinosaur! It's brilliant! So I think when he comes back on his leave, I'll document his memories of us because I know he's replaying all of them in his mind right now at that boot camp. That's all he has of me... Just from his memories.

Sophomore year came around. I didn't truly realize Mason had loved me ever since the 9th grade. Maybe I thought he LIKED me... But I never saw myself going out with him or him even asking me out since we were best friends. So, after I broke it off with my malicious boyfriend and went with another guy, things started tumbling down hill. Not only did the third relationship in my life FAIL, but I just kept getting into some stupid drama that I didn't even ask for. I was tired of my old high school's student's behaviors. They were outrageous and uncaring and soon enough, I stopped hanging out with the group of guys and even another group that I believed enjoyed my company.

I became a loner. I didn't want friends. I didn't want to be bothered.

Mason noticed my absence in the group. He asked the guys and they all said I was with another group. I was. I did leave them for the other group because I didn't want to be around my malicious ex-boyfriend. Yet that second group seemed to shun me out after a crush of mine, who hung out with the group every day, ignored me completely once I told him I liked him on his 16th birthday. Crazy enough we knew each other, and were friends, since the 4th grade. I didn't know someone could be so heartless...

My parents became concerned for my well being. They suggested I go to a private high school. This high school was rivals with my old high school so I immediately dismissed going there. I was already with my therapist. My parents didn't know what to do.

When it was almost time for junior year to start, I said Yes to switching schools. I didn't care about ANYONE in my old high school. Even Mason. I forgot about everyone. I thought they all hated me and WANTED me gone. So I made my decision.

Mason didn't have a Facebook at the time. I was boasting endlessly on Facebook on how I was leaving my old high school for a better one. Some friends of mine were a little upset. But I didn't believe them! I was glad I was GONE! Away from the drama; away from the immaturity.

Over the summer, Mason had no idea. He had a plan too that dealt with me and the beginning of junior year. He told Alex, "Hey dude, I think I'm going to ask out Payton." Alex didn't know I was leaving either.

First couple of days went by of junior year. Mason didn't think anything of it. Soon, it was about a week and he started to get worried. He questioned a friend of ours, Taylor, and she let them know that I went to a different school.

Mason was crushed...

He missed me that whole year and he was bummed that he didn't get to ask me out! We never texted each other during junior year because... I forgot everyone at my old high school! I said, "Screw you! I'm out of here!" and changed myself completely. I became one of the rich kids... I wasn't snobby! But I didn't care about any of my old friends. They were nobodies. I thought being around rich kids, such as myself, would make my life grand.

That wasn't true.

Nevertheless, I was in a faze. I wasn't the Pay Pay everyone knew. I thought the "new" Pay Pay was "better" and "wiser". I kind of was a brat! I kind of was full of myself! And I didn't even feel the difference.

Soon enough, me and Mason were connected again. How? My dad picked me up from school in his nice dark navy blue 2008 SRT8 Dodge Charger (I had to give out the details. It's a SICK FREAKIN' CAR) and while we were passing my old high school, there was Mason walking home!! I got so excited to see him, I texted him telling him that I saw him walking home.

And that's all it took.

We talked nonstop for a couple weeks. Then something occurred where we all of a sudden stopped.

Another few weeks passed and for whatever reason, I sent Mason a text saying, "iloveyou." I guess I was having a great day and just wanted to spread the joy. I meant it in a friendly way yet out of the blue, Mason inquires, "Really?" And I go, "Yea :D In a friendly way."

Mason didn't reply back.

Unexpectedly, ALEX began texting me. I was confused until I read the text. He was asking me, "Do you love him?"

"No... I meant it in a friendly way."

"Why don't you like him?"

"I like him as a friend."

"Would you ever go out with him?"

"I don't know!"

I mean... he was BOMBARDING me with QUESTIONS and I didn't know why!!!

... Just then, my heart signaled to my brain, saying, "Pay Pay... Remember when you thought Mason had a crush on you? I think you hit the nail on the head."

I remember right then and there a GIANT grin on my face appeared.

I'll stop there for tonight ladies and gents! This post is LONG! Don't want to take you away from any other activities!

Don't worry. Part 2 will be out in the next 24 hours. :)

Take care!

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