Date: Tue, 16 Jan 2001 17:05:18 -0800 (PST)
From: lance lansdale <bubbleguy2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Best For Last

Dear Kerry, I am really sorry, but, I have been pondering on this issue
for hours now. After what happened last night, I turned on your steps CD
you left at my house, and some of the lyrics got me wondering, Is this
love that we're feeling, or are we dreaming. I think it was all a big
mistake. Don't get me wrong, I love you, I will always love you, And I
know you will always love me. but I think we should break us off before
us gets ugly.

I Love You, J. C.

When I found the note in my locker I was crushed. Why was God punishing
me? did he hate me? I started to tear up. That is when my best friend
Paul walked up. "Kerry, whats up man. Oh God, are you crying? You never
cry. What happened?"

"J. C. he...." "Oh God, what did the prick do this time?"

"He broke up with me." I said. I looked over at Paul as he rolled his
eyes.

"I told you, go out with someone better, he is an asshole. Me on the
other hand..."

I cut him off, "We have had this conversation before. I have told you, I
don't want to ruin what we have."

"You won't ruin it, just, just give me one chance." He looked like he was
about to cry.

I rolled my eyes, "Fine, but if you hurt me, I will cut off your balls
and shove them down your throat."

"I love you" he said smiling. I smiled back at him, walked up to him, and
kissed his forehead. no one really looked, I mean this was L A, but, we
did have one person yell fag. But then Paul had to be the jock and pull
away. Paul was the football team captain, but everyone knew he was gay.

I mouthed to him 'I love you too' sure we might not have been boyfriends,
but we had known each other for practically forever, and we did love each
other, Basically.

That night as I look at myself in the mirror, I realized I was shaking.
Was I nervous? I didn't relay have a reason to. I was a fairly attractive
teenager. Blonde hair that fell to my neck. It usually tossed over my
eyes if I didn't brush it back, or put it into a ponytail. Something was
missing. Ah, now I remember, How could I forget. Hm, red or blue. Red. As
I slid the red extension in my hair, I thought to myself, 'damn, I look
eaven better than Christina.' Christina Aguilera was my role model. I got
my extensions for her.

Just then my Mom came in. She didn't look me in the eye. She hadn't
looked me in the eye since I told her I was gay. "Paul is here." She
said, then exited my room.

As I walked down the staires, I caught a glimpse of Paul through the
corner of my eye. When I got to the bottom, I realized how beautiful he
was. Paul had short hair that spiked up at the front. He had a smile on
his face from ear to ear showing off his cute little dimples. He was
wearing his Spice Girls shirt. He was obsessed with them. I mean, come
on, that is so two years ago. His shirt was tucked into his khaki pants.
Thank God, he was wearing the pants that showed off his ass. I had to see
the imprint, if only for a second. I walked up to him and hugged him,
pushing him back a little, making him knock over a pen onto the floor.
And, as I knew he would. He bent over to retrieve it. God his ass was so
cute, It was nice, round, and looked as though it was very firm. MMMMM, I
wanted him so badly.

He took me by the arm. And then in his fakest British accent asked me,
"Shall we go your royal highness?" I played along. And, sounding like The
queen of England on crack said "Well, yes, I think that would be for the
best," he smiled at me exposing those pearly whites.

As Pauls car pulled up to McDonalds [ya, the best first date place.] He
told me to wait there. He got out, and came around to my door and opened
it. I felt like a prince.

After we left McDonalds, We went to the park and began walking the nature
coarse. "Where are we going Paul?" I asked nervously. It was getting
darker, and colder, and snowing harder. Well, Here, put this on. He handed
me CD Walkman. Singing through the speakers was Vanessa Williams' "Save
The Best For Last." He looked at me nervously. "I... I want this to be...
I want this to be our song." He smiled at me. "Look", he pointed. It was
the most beautiful site I had ever seen, the trees made a complete circle
around us., And in the middle was a big rock, and a small brooke. Then the
lyrics came into my ears. "Sometimes the very thing your looking for is the
one thing you can't see." I had finally realized what it was I was
missing. Paul was that thing. Paul was my other half. He and I were ment to
be. Then, when I thought he was done, He did exactly what Vanessa said. He
saved the best for last. He pulled out this box.

"I love you Kerry, I have since 6th grade. And, I... I always will. I
swear to God, if you just trust me, and I know you have absolutely no
reason to, I will make it worth your while." I smiled at him and mouthed
'I love you too.' he blushed.

"So, whats in the box?"

"The best part." He pulled out two rings He handed me mine, which said
Love, I looked at his which said Forever. Which I hoped was true. I hoped
our love could last forever. And maybe it might, not like J. C. and I.
Paul was different. Paul wouldn't cheat on me. I loved Paul, and he loved
me. And that is what made this relationship different. Love. I had never
truly experienced it before, But I was now. Maybe God didn't hate me,
Maybe he was just saving the best for last.