Leslie’s P.O.V
I sat on reading the special edition People Magazine on my table. It was my usual day.
At least a summer vacation day. It wasn’t long ago that I had broken up with my boyfriend of two years. I felt as if I hadn’t finished crying but I horribly disliked doing it in public. There was a time I did – in school. I was talking to him, it was three days after our break- up and he just kept his back to me. I couldn’t help it anymore. All our memories rushed back to my head, our two years. My tears poured out of my eyes like freefalling waterfalls. My friends ran to my side as I dug my face between my legs breathing in and out faster than I was used to. Out of my dizziness I saw his face. He turned to me from afar, and then turned back to his friends laughing. The truth – he never liked me…he liked my cousin. It was the same day, she came over and her uneasiness scared me. My jaw tightened trying to hold back my tears again when she said
“Ulysses called me and told me that the whole time he was going out with you he wished it was me…”
That was it… I was messed up since then.
“Leslie.” My dad knocked me out of my memories “There’s a hammer in the garage.”
I knew what he meant. I set my magazine down and strolled to my destination. I opened the heavy door and walked into the darkness. I didn’t bother turning on the light, what help was it going to be. I already knew where it was.
I reached over to my dad’s toolbox and slipped my hand inside finding a hammer and walked back inside the house.
My father gave me a nod and returned to fixing the bathroom cabinet. I picked up my magazine and returned to the page I was on- The Joe Interview.
He was Leo, my ex boyfriend was a Leo…Leo’s were trouble. I skipped him and went on the Kevin.
I laughed when I read that people made fun of his “Spock ears”
I continued flipping the pages, as the phone started ringing. I grunted and looked at the caller ID – Out Of Area. I screamed it to my family and went back to my reading.
These boys were really something … something special. Each was completely different in every way and yet they were exactly the same in every way.
I had to admit I was a die-hard fan of theirs, and in my heart I believed I would meet them one day. Although everyone around said it was impossible, I knew I would.
I sighed, thinking if I would ever have someone that would care about me, with their every breath and soul.
My brown eyes skimmed their favorite items.
Nick- his guitar, converse and a guitar strap.
Kevin- of course a guitar, Louis button and, Pink Berry.
Joe- Sneakers, face product, Ray- Bans and …Juno.
I laughed to myself remembering the movie. A movie every teenage human should watch.
I sighed looking at his perfect jaw. The angle and the structure, the way it tightened when he smiled. I passed my fingers over the picture where his hair would be. I could only imagine, if he ever got hurt the way I did a couple months ago, with that smile it was hard to believe….
