Tonya and PQBON's WebLog
Will and I met 9 years ago tomorrow. I was 14 (3 weeks away from turning 15) and he was 17. My mothers ex-husband (they were married at the time) worked for the housing development where Will's family lived. We had been invited to a Memorial Day party at another home owners house in the development. I didn't really want to go but when you're 14 you really don't have much of a choice. The home owners were always really nice to us but I never really felt like I belonged there.
I was introduced to Will (who was going by steve at the time) and his family. I had an instant crush. It turned out that a pool was involved in this party and my step-dad had failed to inform me of this, so I didn't have my swimsuit with me. The hostess of the party said I could borrow her daughters swimsuit. I wasn't thrilled with this idea. First of all.....borrowing someones swimsuit is not a thing I usually do.....for the same reasons I don't borrow anyones underware. But I also really didn't want to wear a swimsuit in front of this cute guy I had just met. No matter how good you look, when you're 14 you still tend to be insecure with your body. At least this was true for me and most of my friends.
So of course my parents insisted that I borrow the swimsuit.....which of course was a bikini.....and jump in the pool. I remember talking to Will and entertaining my brothers which were 2 and 4 at the time. I didn't really think he'd have anything to do with me for multiple reasons, one the age difference, two he spent the day playing with my brothers, which I thought was adorable but I figured he thought it was lame, three, I figured this hot guy would have to have a girlfriend.
As we left, my oh so sensitive mother says to me "I saw you drooling."
I really never expected to hear from Will but I (or the bikini) must have sparked some interest because I got a phone call a couple days later from him inviting me to a pool party (must have been the bikini) a friend of his was having.
So thats how we met 9 years ago.....In a way, it feels like it was yesterday. Its hard to believe it was so long ago.
In case you're wondering what happened with us back then. My moms
ex-husband was and is an evil asshole and decided that Will and I couldn't see each other or even talk to each other after Will turned 18. So Will and I were forced to break up 6 months after we started dating. Since we lived about 30 minutes away from each other and neither of us could drive, it was impossible to sneak around. The phone company my parents had considered his area a local long distance call and his number would show up on the phone bill which my mom would check to see if I had called him. So I couldn't call him either. We kinda kept in touch over the years but until last June we hadn't talked in 4 years and hadn't seen each other in 7.5 years....and now here we are.