It's A Christian (Way better looking in real life)

Above is The Gentlemen.

This is the Blond with characteristic sketchy look.

To the far left we have a Best Friend.

The Ex is ugly (I knew this going out with him, I apparently overestimated his intellegence though) And he subsequently avoids cameras.

Coups and Blonds

As I mentioned previously, I am an editor of an independent school magazine, The Blond and The Ex boyfriend alongside me. However, The Ex has been allowed to edit a major part of our first few papers and what he was producing was substandard at best. The Blond persuaded me that The Ex's time had past and he needed to have less authority. He was right of course, but I was scared to wield the axe. Regardless, we did the patriotic thing and staged a democratic coup, an effort to get him away from power but still as a writer. All the while the ex attacked me brutally, accusing me of attacking him. However the Blond did the remarkable and defended me. I was touched and The Ex was off the editorial board.

Speaking of the Ex, he's currently dating the girl he went to in order to get over me. I shat bricks when I saw them kissing, but my second thought was somewhere along the lines of "Wow, this was inevitable"

Last Saturday, things with the blond went....somewhere. He called me around 5.30 pm and asked me to got to a gallery with him at a local college. I schemed to go and we went. The gallery sucked (I'd like to point out that I do have an inordinate amount of experience with modern and classical art for a 15 year old) However, he was the faultless gentlemen, opening doors, offering to buy me drinks. We walked back to his house and he offered to walk me home but we had no way to explain why we walked home without us getting in trouble. So we hung out in his room for 3 hours while his parents were at a movie. I can understand why this sounds bad, girl and boy, unsupervised in a bedroom? If this were a teen movie, we'd be on the bed in the throes of a passionate make out. We just talked and laughed and he sang and he has a beautiful voice, rich, clear and strong. We sang together. He talked about his childhood in Russia and Germany, his insecurities, drugs and exes. It would be untruthful of me to admit we had a few tense moments (don't confuse awkward with tense) us, standing close, eye to eye.... But he is so untouchable. He's dating a girl I introduced him to and, although it's a virtual Internet relationship, he likes a lot. Not to mention the Best Friend factor. Woe betide me and Heaven help me if she found out anything was going on between us.

Will something happen between us? We almost seem too compatible not to. The subtle touches on the arm and back, the brushed hands and knees. He pays more attention to me now more than ever. Why do I get the feeling his interest isn't strictly professional? Or is that just my subconscious nagging at me?

I can't touch him but I'm not sure whether or not I want to.

The Blond and The Christian.

Following the day at the village, I was supposed to meet The Christian and The Blond's Girlfriend and a Few others from their school, along with the best Friend.



We were at a skating rink, something not typical for our generation, and I couldn't stop flirting. The Christian recoiled like I had a fatal case of Leprosy. I was horrified by myself but, like a train wreck, I couldn't seem to stop and it got progressively worse.



I was still very upset about it but he's called me twice this week just to talk, so I guess it's not completely screwed up...



It's pathetic how much I like him. He caught my eye in a debate round last year and we've double teamed since, whenever we can. We've gotten ridiculously close to kissing, but someone always walks into the quad! My circumstances are terrible in this respect! *bangs head against wall*



very frustrating.



Speaking of frustrations, The Blond is very strange lately. This Sunday, I went to the debate tournament because I had labored for 12 hours on Saturday *tries to smite English teacher* (no God complex there...) and wanted to see my friends and perhaps fix my stupidity with The Christian. They decided to go to lunch but in in this world, where there is a massive void of personal responsibility, their coach couldn't drive anyone who was not from our school. So the Blond turns to me and asks if I want to go to lunch with him and I say yes. We walked to Trader Joe's and he's a gentlemen and we split a massive bottle of green tea. We sit on a bench and talk with surprising ease, no awkward silences. I'm reluctant to go, but have to go to my perfect cousin's birthday party (like me, she's not a celebratory person). Once at school though, I've discovered The Best Friend as inadvertently locked my scooter in a room with a round going on in it.



Oops.



Either way, The Blond and I enter the quad and the Best Friend looks at us with a strange expression and when I get my scooter back he politely asks to accompany me home for at least part of the way and I smile and say okay. His blond hair glints in the southern California sun and we agree, it's too damn hot for January. It's almost obscene. He hugs me when I leave.

Today I had to go to a math review session and I ran into him after, we walk home again and he makes awkwardly complimentary comments. At lunch he was paying attention to me. He is off limits though. You can't date your friends ex-love when he never loved her back, especially when you ask her about him and she gets defensive.