sooner or later Adrian was talking to me and telling me that it was really easy to talk to me, etc. etc. We became really good friends, and he would hang out at the Art History study halls on Wednesday, and when he went to Vegas or Reno (can't remember which) he brought me back this little alien stuffed bug. It's cute. I still have it. He was there when I first saw Richard with his girlfriend. He comforted me. He was there when I first started planning for Italy, and we asked him to come along as our "musician"....I remember he told me that his grandma started bugging him about Italy, and it was so sweet. He was there for me when Ms. Gaind kicked me out of class and I was on the verge of tears again. He was there a lot for me. And we would talk. We would talk at school, after school, on the phone. It was nice. He called me on New Year's Eve from downtown, and Eric told me that he kept talking about me and that he thought Adrian liked me. Then like in February or something like that Adrian goes two or three days without calling me, and then he calls and leaves a message apologizing to me and saying that a lot of stuff had come up and that something big had changed his life. I thought he meant someone had died or something. So I call him up, and he says, "This weekend at the Brigade Ball, Adeliz kissed me and asked me out. I said yes. And now my life is changed." I was in SHOCK. Absolute shock. It was so far from what I had expected him to say that I just sat there. I could hardly speak. I told him I had to go and I would talk to him later. It was horrible.
After that they were always cuddling and stuff, and we just stopped hanging out. He barely ever called, and it was hard for me to talk to him. He stopped coming to Ms. Campisano's study halls on Wednesdays...it was so isolating. I felt like shit. That was also when school started to get really tough, and then Javitch gave me a D and I was so stunned with life, and so stressed, and I freaked out. I talked with my mom about dropping out. She was helping me. That's why I took the money from my failed Italy trip and spent it to register for the California High School Proficiency test, and right after I took it my bag was stolen with my wallet and some of my HW and my pictures of my friends, and my phone book. Life just wasn't going well. As they say, when it rains, it pours.
And then of course Grandpa died. When I told Adrian, he just said "Sorry... man, that's tough" and walked away with Adeliz. No hug, no anything. He wasn't the same comforting person that he had been at the beginning of the year.
He came to the Last Blast dance. He talked to me, and I started crying. He was trying to tell me that he thought I just wanted to be friends cause I introduced him as my buddy, and that it was my fault that I didn't bring it up, and he thought I wasn't interested in him, etc. It was so crappy. Then I started talking to Ms. Henderson, that was when I first realized how much we had in common, and Adrian was just hanging around like he was waiting for something. I got annoyed. I ignored him. He left without saying goodbye, but I was glad he was gone.
Now we never talk. We've talked maybe twice or three times this summer, and they were forced conversations. He forgot my birthday. I don't even know if he knew when it was. But it was just all bad. He's one of those other people who I will just give up on. If he wants to rekindle the friendship, it's all on him. I'm tired of doing the work in my friendships, and lately he causes me more pain than joy. So it's not worth it. Good bye, Adrian. |
