Sara Zarr Quote
I remember sitting here, he said, and watching you over there. He pointed, but I didn't have to look. Before Cameron and I got close, I spent a lot of lunches the same way, starting off eating and reading on my special bench on the other side of the yard, followed by walking the perimeter of the playground, balancing on the small cement curb that separated the blacktop from the landscaping, around and around and around, hoping I looked busy and like it didn't matter that I had no friends.I sat next to Cameron on the bench. What did you think when you used to watch me?He leaned his head against the building. That I understood you. That you'd understand me.Do you remember the first time you talked to me? Because I don't. I've been trying to remember for years and I can't get it.You don't remember? Wasn't me that talked to you. You talked to me.I scooted forward on the bench and looked at him. I did?You walked right across the yard here at recess, he said, pointing. Came straight up to me. He laughed. You looked so determined. I was scared you were gonna kick me in the shins or something.I didn't remember this at all, any of it.You said you were starting a club, he continued. Asked me if I wanted to join.Wait... Something was there, at the very edge of my memory, coming into focus. Do you remember if it happened to be May Day?That the one with the pole and all the ribbons?Yes!Yep. All the girls had ribbons in their hair but you.Jordana wouldn't let me wear ribbons. She said my hair was too greasy and I might give someone lice, and somehow I submitted to her logic. I do remember, I said softly. I haven't thought of that in forever. I kept thinking that you were the one to make friends with me first.Nope. He smiled. You started this whole thing. I wanted to, but you were the one with the guts to actually do it.I think of myself as being a coward, and a baby, scared all the time.He got quiet. We watched kids in the schoolyard playing basketball. You're not, he finally said. You know that. He got up suddenly. Let's go. We got one more stop.
I remember sitting here, he said, and watching you over there. He pointed, but I didn't have to look. Before Cameron and I got close, I spent a lot of lunches the same way, starting off eating and reading on my special bench on the other side of the yard, followed by walking the perimeter of the playground, balancing on the small cement curb that separated the blacktop from the landscaping, around and around and around, hoping I looked busy and like it didn't matter that I had no friends.I sat next to Cameron on the bench. What did you think when you used to watch me?He leaned his head against the building. That I understood you. That you'd understand me.Do you remember the first time you talked to me? Because I don't. I've been trying to remember for years and I can't get it.You don't remember? Wasn't me that talked to you. You talked to me.I scooted forward on the bench and looked at him. I did?You walked right across the yard here at recess, he said, pointing. Came straight up to me. He laughed. You looked so determined. I was scared you were gonna kick me in the shins or something.I didn't remember this at all, any of it.You said you were starting a club, he continued. Asked me if I wanted to join.Wait... Something was there, at the very edge of my memory, coming into focus. Do you remember if it happened to be May Day?That the one with the pole and all the ribbons?Yes!Yep. All the girls had ribbons in their hair but you.Jordana wouldn't let me wear ribbons. She said my hair was too greasy and I might give someone lice, and somehow I submitted to her logic. I do remember, I said softly. I haven't thought of that in forever. I kept thinking that you were the one to make friends with me first.Nope. He smiled. You started this whole thing. I wanted to, but you were the one with the guts to actually do it.I think of myself as being a coward, and a baby, scared all the time.He got quiet. We watched kids in the schoolyard playing basketball. You're not, he finally said. You know that. He got up suddenly. Let's go. We got one more stop.
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