I wish I may, I wish I might
Be that certain someone you wish for every night.
-If You Knew What I Knew, BSB
Chapter 1
It was a cold November evening and the roads on the bus trip had
already been icy.
As my closest and I friend stepped off the crowded bus and collected our
luggage, I
yawned and motioned towards an electronic sign that illuminated what time our
bus to
Cleveland would be departing Port Authority in New York City. We stepped
into the late
night terminal that remained as bustling as a normal day in our origin of
city of Boston.
“I love New York.” Nikki snickered as we walked in.
I chuckled. We were both in good spirits despite our weariness from the
four hour
bus ride. This was going to be a good weekend...it seemed like we had been
waiting for it
forever.
“OK,” I said, “The bus to Cleveland departs in a half an hour at
gate 65. That
means they’ll be loading soon, so we should get in line.”
“You go get in line with the luggage,” replied Nikki, “I wanna go grab
a
coke.”
“Ahite,” I responded, a bit leary of being alone in the bus station,
but also feeling
the twinges of thirst from the dry heat of the bus. “Can you grab me one,
too? And
something to nibble on.”
“You’ll have something to nibble on tomorrow!” Nikki joked. I
giggled. There
was nothing I wanted to nibble on more. Nikki headed towards the kiosk and I
wandered
to the gate.
*****
Nikki entered the small kiosk she had become all too familiar with.
This wasn’t
her first time in New York. She smiled when she remembered the first time,
just a little
over a year ago, when she and her best friend had decided to try to see their
favorite
group, the Backstreet Boys on the Rosie O’Donnell show. It had been one of
the best few
days of their lives.
Nikki reached into the cooler and grabbed two one liter cokes. She
saw some
doritoes and pawed at them trying to decide whether or not that was the right
snack. Her
mind wandered. What was going to happen? They had been questioning this for
weeks.
The last trip to New York had been eventful. They had seen all the guys.
Damn she
thought the last two months have been eventful. The girls had gotten
unprecedented seats
at the sold out tour in Boston. Had seen the guys numerous times. But
something was
missing. It was like a drug. Nikki looked down. She had just picked up the
new Cosmo.
Some pleasurable reading material to check out on the bus. She was tired of
the psych
articles she had been reading the past four hours. She proceeded to pay the
cashier and
head out the door toward the gate. What was going to happen? The question
ringed
again and she once more departed into her own thoughts.
*****
At the gate I was remembering the first trip to New York to see the
Backstreet
Boys as well. But I was remembering a moment that I dwelled on endlessly.
It was the
moment I first looked into his eyes. It was the moment I saw everything I
ever wanted.
He just stood there looking at me for a while. And then he grabbed me. I
believe that in
that moment his heart understood mine. And as we embraced I could think of
nothing to
say that would be appropriate for what I was feeling. I blurted out the
first thing that
came to my lips, “How are you feeling?”. He had been sick. He just smiled
at me...his
whole physique smiled. “Much better thank you”. I was fixating
now...noticing strange
things. Things like that his glasses were the same as mine, and that he had
on a lot of
make up. He was enormous...and I looked down and realized that my hand was
enveloped in his large soft palm. I just smiled...and he smiled back. It
seemed like forever
although only seconds. And then I pulled away. I pulled away because I was
scared at
what I was feeling. I was feeling forever. He lingered on for a moment, and
then Nikki
came up to hug him. I watched and then walked away with a pit in my stomach.
I just
stepped away from everything I had ever wanted.
“Where are ya Kel?” I heard my best friend’s voice. I looked up
from the
bookthat I had been staring blankly into.
“Just thinking of Rosie.”
Nikki just smiled. “Don’t worry...” she looked at me and understood
as only she
could. “We’ll see him.” At that moment the bus driver called for tickets.
We stood
upand prepared for the next segment of our journey.
Chapter 2
Song For Kelly
NinasFiction
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