Together and apart

One advantage of being the fat girl is you can blend into the background and get a bird's eye view of, well, everything. So I watched all sorts of relationships come and go throughout high school mostly. It didn't seem the thing to do in junior high although I do remember, as a schoolyard supervisor in the 6th grade, having to bust up kissing games amongst the first graders.

What I saw the most of was possession. "Love" would take over and the person would disappear. The most prominent case for me involved a boy in my inner circle. When he started dating a girl outside the circle, we parted and made room for her, but as their relationship developed, he pulled away. We only saw him in the class we all shared, he moved into a locker near hers and everytime we saw him our buddy looked absolutely miserable. At least compared to how he acted with us. But - he was in love.

I was horrified. This was love? I looked around at the boys in my circle and was not attracted to any of them. My heart did break for one though when he found out the girl he wanted was dating a boy who owned a cherry red Corvette. Our guy drove a truck. But it wasn't long before it was cherry red, too.