Is there a woman in the world who hasn't at some time in their life had a crush on a guy who didn't know she existed, or if he did, thought of her as just a friend?
I remember falling for a guy at university summer school. We went on field trips together, had awkward conversations and oh, magical night -- danced together once. But he didn't make a move. And I was too shy. Then suddenly summer was over. He went back to his university, and I to mine. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I was so obsessed I flew eight hundred miles and crashed a friend's family reunion just so I could 'happen' to walk through the biology department on the off chance I might run into him. He wasn't there. I never saw him again. Long after the crush wore off, every now and then I'd remember him, sigh and think, if only.
My heroine Renita in IN HIS GOOD HANDS was a chubby nerd in high school who had an unrequited crush on popular school athlete, Brett. Not only didn't he know she existed in a romantic sense but he humiliated her in front of his friends. When he comes back to town after retiring from professional football, she gets a second crack at him as a grown woman.
I wrote this story for every wallflower who ever pined after the most popular boy in class. For every girl who thought wistfully, if only he knew the real me, he'd love me, too. For every girl who wished she'd had the courage to let a guy know she liked him before it was too late. For every girl who didn't feel worthy because she thought she was too fat, too plain or too unpopular.
Renita's journey is 'revenge of the nerds' in the love department. I hope you get as much satisfaction from reading it as I did writing it.
I'd love to hear your stories of high school crushes, unrequited or otherwise. What crazy thing did you do to get the attention of a boy you liked?
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