• I sat at my station, acting as if I was there all along. Coach comes by, and I wave to him. “Good job, Leslie! Now where the hell is everybody else?! I shouldn’t have to baby-sitting during a Meet! ” hehe…yeah, I’m good. I see Lexi from the other side of the track start to sag, then sitting at her station. Lexi!—I hastily try to shift my eyes back to Coach Pantas, nodding as if I was listening to him grumble. I see him glance at me, then turn to see what I was looking at. I sigh, slumping my shoulders, and covering my ears. This could be a problem…”LEXI!! GETTUP!!” Even with my ears covered I could still him loud and clear. I take full blame for that. I snake past the Coach, and tear up the stairs to the concession stands. Climbing over the counter, I grab my iPod and resume my other job. Humming my favorite song of the week, Welcome to Heartbreak, I toss a customer their M&Ms then handing him the change while he reaches out to catch the candy. Running back and forth, working at the high jump, hurdle crew, and concession stand while dancing or humming, and making people grin.
    I glance up, seeing the sun and the moon in the purple sky. I see this almost everyday and I get amazed everytime..heh. I start to pack and lock up, having another fun day. I look back up at the sky, seeing a full moon. ..always the full moon. Always. Strolling to my mother’s car, Coach Pantas stops me for a second. “Leslie.” I look up perked, ready to obey. “You did good today. You should get an award for doing all those jobs.” …Yeah..maybe I should, thanks. I beam at the Coach, laughing. Waving him goodnight, I step into the car, as my mom starts the car, and drives away from the school. “So, how was it? “ said my Mom, trying to start a conversation. Mutti..”It was fun..” I murmured, softly.
    Pressing my face against the car window, I gaze up at the moon, wordlessly spilling out my dreams and desires all the way home.
    Halloween? No, it was in September..i think the 23rd..I roll onto my back in the dark, laying on my bed. I saw it…the red moon. I shut my eyes, trying to relive the moment. Gawking out the window, astonished and the bloody midnight sun. But, then another question had aroused me. Whom do I really treasure, like the moon? Rolling my eyes, as if it was a dumb question, Stephen J., Cody, Dylan, Blake, Dominique, Chris, David and a buncha other guys, Duh! I try to open my eyes, not sure if I did in my pitch-black room.
    Troubled, I hesitated to admit the possible truth that I’ve dreaded for so long. I don’t really believe I’m in with love anyone at all. I only like them really for the pretty faces..and they’re nice..but, when I really like one of them, I’d take a chance someday..if I find one I actually love..Ignoring myself, I force myself asleep.