Behind the Curtains

This is a true and embarrassing story. It has yet to fail in making me blush and cause the pitch of my voice to rise each time I tell it.

These events transpired on November 27, 2010:

For our fall show, my high school put on a performance of "Our Town," written by Thorton Wilder and produce by Janet Fischer Collum. For those of whom are unfamiliar, it is a college level play. We did, and I say this with complete modesty, a fantastic job! We did a performance each on Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday evening, receiving fantastic reviews.
Each night we were given more encouragement, but naturally we all had stage fright. Before each performance I and my friend, Ryan, were equally nervous, and so we would hug each other before the play began. Ryan had more reason to be nervous than I, since he had pages and pages of lines (he was the Stage Manager where I was Mrs. Gibbs).


Before our third performance (Saturday night), Ryan and I hugged each other, but this time was different. We hugged, then looked at each other, and before my next breath, we were kissing! Only he, I, and one other girl were on that side of the curtain and she was practically in between us. Once the kiss was over, Ryan said, "Wow, did that just happen?" Then Shanena (the other girl) said, "You only see that kind of thing in movies!" and proceeded to giggle. I was flabbergasted, therefore I had no vocabulary or sense of reality.
The lights went out in the audience almost immediately, signaling Ryan to go onstage and the play began.
I somehow regained my composure and went on shortly after him, but once I came to my line that says, "Myrtle Webb, I have GOT to tell you something or I'll just burst!" and I wanted to follow it with, "I kissed Ryan!!!!" Thankfully, I had rehearsed enough that my right lines fell out of my mouth instead.
Once backstage again, I had to avoid Ryan so we could focus on the play, but along came intermission....
"So I guess now you know I like you," Ryan said after we stepped away from everyone else.
"Yeah," I had yet to recall my vocabulary.
He shifted his weight from one foot to the next and said, "I don't know if the feeling is reciprocated, but I want you to be my girlfriend."



He and I have been dating for a month and a half, so far. :)