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Those eyes.
As me and my friends finish up our band rehearsal, putting our instruments away, I glance back at him. For he was already looking at me. I thought nothing of it, until it happened again.
Homecoming was coming up but I wouldn’t be this excited over making eye contact with some boy who I’ve never spoken to in my life. Maybe I’ll get lucky.
A week until homecoming. I was counting down the days until someone asked me out. Yet another night of band rehearsal. Those same brown eyes of his. They called him Nicky. He’s dorky; or well he looks dorky to me. But am I that stupid to get my hopes up? I could look like a total idiot so I’ll just avoid him right? Pretend like he never existed.
Apollo. That was the piece we’d be playing for concert band. It was the first concert in the season as field season ended, my nerves were trembling as I awaited for my solo, I always thought about Nicky . I’m ashamed to say that I developed a parasocial relationship with him. I never knew him but I imagined I did; I imagined us eating dinner together, I imagined us— together. Maybe something could happen. But what do I know.
I feel a nudge on my shoulder. I look around and everyone was already standing.
They were bowing.
I forgot to play my solo whilst thinking about that stupid, stupid boy. How? Has he really infiltrated my head to the point of forgetting my solo?
I sit down outside, on a bench. Trying to remember what had happened.
“Lorelei, what happened over there? Taylor had to stand up and do that solo for you— what were you thinking?” His contorted with such emotion it could pierce your heart, you can feel the anger dripping off his words.
“I-I’m sorry I don’t even know what happened.” Looking down at my feet cowering like a fawn in headlights
He rolled his eyes eventually walking away.
Maybe I am that stupid.