posted December 24, 2012 02:35 AM            

ages 14 (med SM) 15 (him B)
teenagers
different schools/areas

So~ it would start at the beginning... My best friend and I were walking along the railroad tracks to reach a distant town, and hang out with our friends down "thata' way", when she made a decision to suddenly stop in at the house of some other friend or connection she knew there.
We were directed down towards the wooded area behind a cozy, little, ho-hum, New England style home by a very impatient woman, who didn't seem to care for anyone having business with her son.
When we met there were no doves i the air, but there were a lot of sparks, and lots more sarcasm vs cynicism exchanged... he was gorgeous, all covered in sweat, the midday sun gleaming off of his shoulders and illuminating every ripple of his sinewy torso. He was not taller than me by much, half a foot I would suppose, which only made it more ideal for our glare exchange...
Why the animosity is simple, he was a hunter, appropriate for a Sagittarius Sun, Leo Moon, and he had true passion for killing any animal that crossed his path..... something heartless, repulsive, and cruel, by my count at the time... to be sure. So there were a lot of tree-hugger jokes from his end, and a lot of snarky observational humour on his psychological issues from my part. ^^
He was annoyed that I'd called him out on his contentious displays of barely pubescent masculinity... so, I faltered in my wrath, and consoled his pride... it was irresistible, the duality inside this brutish hunk.... and, after spending far too long there in the sun, I think half delirious with sunstroke and lust, maybe... I mentioned casually to my friend since he wasn't seeing anyone at the time if he'd be interested in going out with "us" that weekend.
Which through her Cancerian ears-to-mouth function became, "hey B, SM wants to go out with you!" Reeling with embarrassment and pulsing with fear, I was beyond words and wisdom unable to put two words together in time to stop what happened next.... His response, was something like, sure... but... and some clause was spoken, but because of the bogus and unexpected proposition, I head something more akin to a Charlie Brown's teacher moment, "wahwahwahwahwah wahhh wah".
What he'd actually said, my friend later explained, was if I had caught his machete (yes a very, very sharp, actual long blade, slicey, staby knife), that he would agree! In my right mindset I would have told him he was nuts, and to go to you know where... but, that part of my mind had malfunctioned under the pressure, and heat! Without any thought to the danger whatsoever, without even realizing it, I had reached out and caught the spinning machete....... and retained all my precious lil' digits; a clean catch.

woooh, right? it doesn't end there though.... there' another scene, since Mr. Sag the 1st was such a gd grande romantic at heart... I give all the Sadge's out there credit, they are a very unexpectedly romantic bunch, in my experience!~

After a short dating period..... there was that, ever so unwelcome awkward first kiss experience...... at the local roller roost, in a very dim corner.... full on butterflies in the stomach, could have caught it with slow-mo, discomfort and dread surely etched in my face... throw in a comedic relief of having two nosy best friends peeking around the corner making announcer-style play-by-play reports on our progress... And, then I am sure I turned a shade of red just under firetruck for at least 5 minutes after, before I finally decided I'd liked it enough to do again... ohhh, this poor Cappy and the indecision I have had to overcome! haha
I remember being totally fixated on the fact he had braces in (at this point, but not after), thinking silly, that only a young teenager would.... lol The poor fellow had his work cut out for him, but he made a jolly good sport of me all night~ and with lips as soft as his I was in no mood to complain or bicker anymore! ^^; very - stereotypical - romantic first kiss business there...

Shoot ahead a bit and there was this one very idyllic memory of us laying out on the hillside behind his family's boathouse, just on the edge of the woods and water.... It was a very lovely day, crisp & cool, but not so bad that you were shivering; and he was a gentleman, lending me his jacket and physical heat, surely out of kindness and for no other reason... He rested beside me, pulling me across his chest, and wrapping m in his arms... then, randomly started picking things out that he saw in the clouds, and I was all wonder in how he could suddenly be so imaginative, when mere moments before he'd tried to hand over a squirrel pelt.... hmmm.. Anyway, he asked me what I saw, to which I could only respond, "cumulus clouds." Then he started laughing, and his chest was shaking so much it annoyed me so I struggled to get up and away from him.... which turned into a nice game of hunter and prey.... of course, I was no match for this centaur.... childishly we ended up tumbling down the hillside, à la Jack-n-Jill.
Things like this were alien to me, and still are... that's why the memory is so clear I think~ haha When we'd reached the bottom of the hill, beside the nearly dried up creek bed, he went into a quiet and enchanting prose that only vaguely sounded familiar... but, I was thoroughly smitten by the showmanship again... I asked, "what was that", to which he responded with his Cheshire grin, "Frost", immediately we returned to our making out.... this went on for several innocent minutes... honest.
And, again... we need some comedic relief --- When it was clearly getting near time to return to my town, we went back to his parents home, his mother in the kitchen, his stepfather reading the paper at the tiny breakfast table, by the door... she offered us refreshments, and B went about pouring them, like a good gentleman would, I'm sure... *hah* As I walked around her to sit near his sister on the dining bench, his mother grabbed me by the shoulder, startling me; what was it, and a million other fears came to mind... she whispered into my ear and tugged something out of my hair, "there are leaves in your hair", I blushed crimson.... his stepfather, half-mercifully, remarked "son, you should remooove the evidence before presenting your case to mother" (yes, he was a lawyer)........ oh dear, yes... these were the days~

These are the clean scenes though (although this is Sweet Peas, I'm not comfortable talking about sexual encounters of that age, really...) haha the whole entire 2 years (off/on) would have made for a great coming of age style film...

Or, from my wild days/years, you'd get a cross between movies like Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas Spun and something by Tarantino~ like Four Rooms, with a touch of Trainspotting meets Harold and Kumar meets Clerks as well! hahahaha I'm a boring billygoat now.... but I had fun in my day~

-may have a lot of typos/mistakes above... will do edit on it when i have a chance, and a calmer mind.

posted December 24, 2012 08:46 PM            

Later she told me to have fun she needed to go do a few things (in retrospect I should've asked for the gun again ) and that was when she got my birthday present that I got Monday following the parade: a skateboard, one that I'd wanted ever since I'd seen the girl in The Crow use one when I was 11. I was especially surprised as Granny liked me to be girly, but she knew I'd love it and she was right.

Where we lived was a bunch of thin, poor farm roads on hills with plenty of potholes, not the best place to learn to skate, especially as Granny neglected to get me any pads or helmet (Texans tend not to think of things like that, the most protection normally considered is a pair of boots and maybe a trail gun, more for shooting cottonmouths for sport than self-defense). I got so banged up in October and November, and I also crashed into a ditch more than once, getting stung by bull nettles once and stung by yellow jackets another time. It's a good thing I was so young as it meant I healed fast.

But I rode that board determined, proud to own it, and even sometimes rode it to school and back (we lived in a very small town, so small many maps don't even list it) and by spring I was already pretty good with it.

Then I was forced back to the outskirts of Houston, but then I met other thrashers (skaters) who were grudgingly impressed (after those bumpy, pot-holed roads from where I'd been the local flat asphalt in good condition was nothing to me) but saw I couldn't do any real tricks and within a year I was pretty much an expert on all kinds of flips, though I wasn't the daredevil many of them were, which was something of a balance of power, I was in some ways better than many of them in standard operating procedures, but others were king of the cooler stuff (the kind of stuff that could leave one injured for life if done wrong, which I had better sense to do, and in retrospect I think the boys were glad as no one wanted to be showed up by a girl).

posted January 15, 2013 03:31 PM            

Okay, you asked for stories and I am full of stories...Let's see what benign things are in the regret file...
When I was in high school I didn't date much. This is mostly because I am A.A. and my school and crowd was predominantly white. I liked white guys (still obviously) and that required some intense investigation to find out "does he like black girls?", "are his parents racists?", "does he talk to other black people?" Back then, even though it was the 90s, it was rare that there was an interracial thing going on. I actually remember one time a popular white guy (Aquarius) asked a black girl (Capricorn) to the prom and her ex beat him up and it almost turned into this all out race war. Not pretty. That was the type of climate I was dealing with...My high school boyfriend (Capricorn) was white and he went to another school. He saw me on the mall one time and kind of stalked until he found out who I was (that is why I love Caps - persistence!). We would see each other at track meets and we used to hang out at the mall but we mainly we used to talk on the phone, remember those days? Ah, young lust...

Anyway...I would have a new crush on a weekly basis and I always asked the guys out only to get turned down. OR the drippiest guys (my Gemini guy friends) used to ask me out, it sucked! Years later these guys would all claim "Oh, I had the biggest crush on you!". One (Virgo) even tried to seduce me eight years later and he was dating one of my old friends! Uh, too little, too late, I am over it...

But there was this one guy who was a part of the older male countergroup to my younger female group (you know how that is, at every grade level there was the same "type" of clique and they used to intermingle sometimes). He was so cute. He was pale but had a few light freckles, black hair and very dark eyes with thick eyebrows, a squarish face, slender but long limbs and wide, perfectly square shoulders. He wasn't that tall, maybe my height (5'10") or an inch taller. He sounds like a Scorpio now that I am typing this up, I always thought Aries for some reason though. I guess he was Mars-y to me. Also, his hands always looked like they were balled up in a fist as he walked, he was skinny but tough looking.....Ahh, those shoulders in those flannel shirts with the t-shirt under it and the rolled up sleeves (this was the grunge era)...

This dude used to stare at me all of the time. Not in a weird way but that crush-y, puppy dog way. I mean, if he was talking to someone and I walked in the room he would get temporarily distracted, lose his train of thought and periodically look at me throughout his conversation. And if he walked into a room our eyes would lock automatically and I would get shy and turn away. Then someone would pull him away to talk or something. I'd notice he was looking again and I'd turn shy again. This was all happening in the hallway (and cafeteria)! LOL. We never had a real conversation though. One time he shyly said "Uh, hi..." and I managed to squeak out a "Hi!" but we could never talk because we never got a freakin' chance! His friends were so loud and obnoxious and one of them came along and literally pulled him away. He didn't come to our parties either! If he came to our parties then I am sure that something would have happened, you know, the whole getting drunk off of a tablespoon of booze and a "hey, let's talk in this an empty room" kind of thing. I always wanted him to show up but he used to hang out with the "cooler" sector of the older (junior) male countergroup and they rarely came to the younger (freshmen), dorkier chick parties (less booze, less drugs, fewer "hot" chicks - you've been to high school, you understand).

I was very bold when it comes to asking guys out (and, I was not afraid of rejection obviously) so I would have gladly made a move. HOWEVER, two of my best friends were in love with him!!! Oh, they had his name on their notebooks and in their lockers, head over heels, dumbazz stuff. I am a very loyal (Leo!) friend and I would never hurt either one of them, not in a million years so I never did anything. I couldn't ask about him either because, as I have stated many times, I am Captain Obvious and they would have known that I was thinking about him in "that way". Plus they were super paranoid and territorial (Scorpio and Virgo) and I don't enjoy conflict...

If I knew what sh!tty friends they both would turn out to be (Neptune in the 11th) I would have licked his face in front of them or something!!! I wish I was like that because they would have actually done that very thing. Always out for themselves no matter who it hurt. I am so not like that, there were other fish in the sea. I still think about this guy though and I don't know why. I know he went away to college (I should have followed him! See above) but I don't know...He is probably married to someone who looks like me now, because he was obviously enamored, lol! I tried to find him on Facebook but, no luck

I regret not doing something anyway. We could have had a little secret thing going on! Actually, that would not have appealed to me back then so there goes that theory...Everything happens for a reason. I met the Cap the next year so...

I kinda miss high school. I wish I could do everything over again...

posted January 15, 2013 06:02 PM            

These are rather scenic... Espcecially Faith's, Ail's, and SaturnineMoth, and a few others.

Downtomars, the guy in the story you're crushin' on sounds a lot like a Taurus to me.

Hm... oh I have one.
There is an annual half-week Japanese festival in a city near the one I live in that I go to with friends. Normally, I am a t-shirt and jeans girl compared to my Aries friends, who go all out in make-up, pretty hair and weaves and trendy fashion. No need to say that the compliments and acknowledgement for them is endless. Even for my whiny Virgo friend, who is fashion obsessed but in a more "loose" way. But a lot of the time I would get overlooked for just being plain. Well, at this convention, if I am not dressed as a certain character, I dress up in corsets, dark red lipstick, pencil skirt and fishnets, pearls and pretty much any article of clothing I could piece together and make it work. And suddenly, I am on the same level.
They have a rave towards midnight at this convention, and I'm a Leo, I love to at least let myself go wild when there's deafening music and gyrating bodies around. And it gets crazy. You see people shaking sweat off, dancing in Star Wars Trooper uniforms, making out and dry humping each other. I was dancing with two other girls, and Pisces and a Sagittarius, because my friends that I came with weren't even dancing and most of them eventually left. The Pisces girl had an odd rhythm that I couldn't get with but when the Sagittarius girl came up and took her place, it was so much better... though they eventually left too. I danced by myself. I caught the eye of some guy right across from me, and we held the gaze until he came right up and said "Oy, you were checking me out checking you out weren't you?" And I just laughed. He informed me that his friends had just left him behind too. We danced together, although I noticed we had some distance between each other. Shy, I thought.
Eventually we went from dancing to sweating to conversating, and when I noticed that the one friend that stayed behind wasn't there, I expressed my concern. He grabbed my hand to prevent one of us from being swallowed by the crowd while we looked for her. To no avail. We left the building and sat outside. We talked for at least 3 hours, musing about our lives and our goals and which anime was the worst ever. I found out he was an Aries/Taurus cusp. And that he had a girlfriend ( ), which probably explained why he kept some distance between us while dancing but not the holding my hand part. I did end up going back to the motel to see if my friend was there (she was) but we eventually parted ways, exchanging numbers. But he was entertaining, a gentleman and sweet, and on the last day of the event gave me a ramune (Japanese drink), and called me to make sure I made it home safely.

posted January 15, 2013 10:45 PM            

Saturnine, was B's sun conjunct your Juno, too?

posted January 15, 2013 11:54 PM            

Noticed this shorter, brown haired young lady smiling over in my direction, and went over and introduced myself and we chatted about the evening.

Noticed the greenest eyes and smile above a white summer dress.

We talked for a bit and shared some laughs, she smelled of dry spices and summer.

Sat together and watched the fireworks on a warm summer evening, but her friends wanted to leave and I had to leave as well as neither of us had driven. Exchanging numbers and briefly kissed we went our separate ways.

posted January 16, 2013 12:13 AM            

nono @_@ my Juno is 2° Taurus B had nothing there

We had AWFUL synastry lol really bad~

He was Sag sun, merc (fairly well cnj to my SN/Ven), and Leo Moon which tri almost perfect to my Venus/SN -- and we had the same NN plus our NN was his ASC node~ lol (Gemini, which opposes my Venus then lol) His Libra Venus and Mars and Juno all squared my SUN!! ohgosh no --- we were a bad match in retrospect... haha XD no Juno contacts besides that...

~ not boring btw!!! lol so hard on yourself (((HUGS))) !!!

posted January 16, 2013 12:36 AM            

Saturnine, oops I forgot.. it's your hubby's Juno conjunct your sun, not the other way around. Thanks for not being bored by my story, LOL. ((Hug back))

Sleep tight!