By Amanda Doughty, Staff Writer, Emerson College
“You know he has a girlfriend, right?”
Actually, no, I didn’t. In the past two weeks of spending six hours a day together, it had not come up once. I guess there was no time in between practicing lines, learning choreography, and flirting- especially that last one. Maybe there’s something about playing love interests, or spending an obscene amount of time together, but the chemistry we had onstage had certainly carried offstage. Everyone in the cast noticed it; everyone involved behind the scenes was uncomfortable with it. The connection was clear and at age fifteen, it was nothing I’d ever felt before.
By the time I heard about the girlfriend I was too far-gone. She was just a technicality. I let my crazy imagination come up with the idea that he’d leave his girlfriend for me, and lived in this fantasy for far too long. So I let the flirtation continue, and when he finally kissed me the girlfriend didn’t even cross my mind. But the fantasy didn’t pan out the way I’d hoped, and I ended up heartbroken. To this day, I’m pretty sure that girl doesn’t know who I am or what I’ve done.
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“You know he has a girlfriend, right?”
Actually, no, I didn’t. In the past two weeks of spending six hours a day together, it had not come up once. I guess there was no time in between practicing lines, learning choreography, and flirting- especially that last one. Maybe there’s something about playing love interests, or spending an obscene amount of time together, but the chemistry we had onstage had certainly carried offstage. Everyone in the cast noticed it; everyone involved behind the scenes was uncomfortable with it. The connection was clear and at age fifteen, it was nothing I’d ever felt before.
By the time I heard about the girlfriend I was too far-gone. She was just a technicality. I let my crazy imagination come up with the idea that he’d leave his girlfriend for me, and lived in this fantasy for far too long. So I let the flirtation continue, and when he finally kissed me the girlfriend didn’t even cross my mind. But the fantasy didn’t pan out the way I’d hoped, and I ended up heartbroken. To this day, I’m pretty sure that girl doesn’t know who I am or what I’ve done.
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