manolis, damen e.

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damen egan manolis . thirty . high school teacher . new york _______________________ "Mr. M? Mr. Daddy M? Ugh, seriously! He's so hot it's hard to focus during history.. everyone calls him daddy. I seriously mean that. Kyle accidentally let 'Daddy M' slip once, so he definitely knows but doesn't say anything. I wonder if he likes it and gets off on it. Mr. M's class is one everyone wants to be in. I actually don't give a fuck about ancient civilizations, I'm just in it for him. But like, that being said, he's a pretty good teacher too. I don't know how I learn, maybe it's because I'm studying his face and lips the entire time.. somehow I do well. God, I hope he's at prom.... do you think he'd go with me?" - Melanie Hare, senior _______________________ _______________________ My favourite memories with my friends occur in the college years. Ah, the good old college years. Vick and I both went to Columbia, so we were together all that time. During our final semester, our school had a strike and it pushed our finals all the way into July. Vick was on top of it, I wasn't. See, all our friends were in New York as well and they were off for the summer and it sort of felt like I was too. So while Victoria was home studying, I was celebrating being done school with Matty and Co.. even though I very much wasn't. Everyone was game at first, until the maturity started creeping in. First Abbi, who was fed up with our drunk asses. Then Eddie, who tried to take our wallets away so we couldn't buy any drinks. Then Athena, who bailed out of loyalty for Victoria. Matty stayed though, Matty always stayed. Stayed right up till bar close and beyond. Though he was the first to bail when the strike was called off and I had to cram. Then the group rallied together so I wouldn't fail. Athena refilled my coffee, Alli ran cue-cards with me, Eddie played Alex Trebeck and sweet Victoria was my partner in crime. I ended up passing. Couldn't have done it without them. _______________________ I miss the sleepy circles under her eyes, the small creases under her lash line and how she groans within five seconds of waking. I miss the way she'd turn her back to me and push herself against me, and how she felt when I'd squeeze her closer. I miss the smell of her vanilla shampoo and how soft her hair was when I kissed her head. I miss how she could cool me down but warm me up at the same time. I miss her. I miss her so much. All I want to do is wake up and see her sleepy eyes. It's been three years since I lost Victoria and I don't talk about her much. None of it is the same and when the group gets together, you can feel this unspoken elephant in the room. The elephant's Victoria. She's a lump in our throat. I can say with confidence that she's the love of my life and no one will compare. I can say that if we hadn't lost her, then we could have been together through the rest of the phases. We would have moved to some sweet little house in New York state, taught in the same school, we'd have had loads of babies, and our babies would have had babies, and we would have died old and grey, we'd have been buried next to each other. But that's gone now. I feel that every day, even if I don't say it. It's quiet without her, I've lost so much colour. _______________________ Since the person I wanted to have loads of babies with died at her parents' dinner table, I haven't really been able to think about having kids of my own.. let alone getting with another woman seriously. I think that's why I've practically adopted Theo. I love that kid like my own, seriously. I think I've been there cheering him along during every minor/major success (eating carrots when you hate them is a huge deal, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise, little man). This kid makes me so happy. I like my life and I don't mean to make it sound as though it's not worth living.. but jesus, this kid is really the light of it. He's so funny, he cracks me right up. But he's sweet too, it's weird having a two year old be so concerned over me not having a lollipop. Theo is the best person, even if he's about a foot tall. But it needs to be stated: he's not mine. It's not my family and I definitely cross that line. I feel badly for Athena because Danny looks relieved when I show up to be best friend to the kid. I show up unannounced often, I can't help it. Really though, if it Matty coming over to my house to play with my kid all the time I'd probably be pretty bothered by it. I forget that it's not my family.. it's easy to. Because all I have is Victoria's ancient cat that pisses everywhere and my house is quiet and lonely, Athena's home is so full. It makes me feel apart of something and that's selfish.

ciara . jon k . resident