melissa.

HARTFORD CO, 4-H CAMP
Its a memory that almost all children have, their years at summer camp. I too, was one of those kids who was carted off to camp for two fun filled weeks of sleepover camp. That is where our story starts, in Baldwin Hall, our dining hall at camp. Now we have a lot of free time and in one corner of the hall is a piano. At this piano, usually someone is pounding away with a group of people chatterin gloudly, just being obnoxious in general... But today there was a single girl. Whitish blonde hair, tall and thin, playing that song by Richard Marx, "Right here waiting" just perfectly... And I watched her. I remembered the chord progression. I kinda started talking to her, but she was kinda off in her own little world. So, whatever. But the thing is, I still know that song. It was the first one i ever learned.

CABIN 8
so. A year or two later I'm back at camp for the two weeker and I'm bunking with a bunch of crazy girls- namely Heather Chandler, Jen Bray and a few other people that were just pretty crazy. Jen Veseskis too I believe... And Sheila was in cabin 6. So the week was just a lot of fun and zaniness, as you will learn in my Sheila testimony, but I also remember one day that GIRL, Melissa was her name, she showed up at camp with her dog and was wandering around chatting with people... "yeah she's on the teen board" and all sorts of stuff I heard... whatever. I figured that she didn't like me, and left it at that. I figured a lot of people didn't like me. Why is it that all of my friends didn't like me?

THREE OF HEARTS
I just spent 15 minutes trying to figure out when the next time was... I think that it was February 1995. So Heather and Jen and all myt crazy friends from cabin 8 decided that we all needed to go to one of these camp weekend reuinon deals. So we do. I put my stuff towards the middle of the room with... um... Chandler? or Sheila? I don't remember. BUt I wasn't with THE GROUP. But after that first evening I had gotten to know a bunch of those people, including Melissa, just a little better. SO I moved my stuff back to the fireplace, where our elite "group" congregated. We ran the weekend, people would come over hoping that we would invite them ionto our games of one thing or another... but so anyway... We were playing Truth or Dare, and we had already figured out that Chris Conklin had a huge crush on Jen. So. Melissa dared him to french kiss me for 30 seconds. ME! I had never EVER kissed a boy. and to french kiss this guy that i didn't even know? He was MOE's friend! "sure why not!" he says... and I'm busily turning many different shades of red and purple tring to figure out what to do. So I say, "alright." So we start kissing, and it isn't half bad, but everyone is counting and stuff and at maybe 25 Melissa starts tickling me and stuff and it was just entertaining. SO at dinner Melissa drags me in to help with dishes so we can gossip. "SO how does he kiss?" "um Compared to who?" "WOW! he said you were the best kisser he'd ever kissed!" "Really? wow, beginners luck?" "THAT WAS YOUR FIRST KISS???????" "yeah..." so we go on chatting for a while and Chris comes in all convinced we're talking about him. So we get into this huge water fight and smack each other with towels and lock one another in the closet and silly things like that. Then we watched some movie, that I don't remember. But I remember that I had the biggest crush on Pete Sidoriak... He said that I looked different in the dark... LOL... I never heard that before... But whatever.

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