By my Senior Year of high school, I felt secure in my place at FCS (Fresno Christian Highschool).
I was in leadership, on the basketball team, and tried to get along with EVERYONE.
That helped I suppose as I wanted everyone to feel accepted and understood – I was ‘cool’ with everyone…
That paid off…I won prom queen. I didn’t run…I was nominated! Weird right?!? With my friends, Danae and Hillary. I won…I guess only cause I got along with everyone and those who didn’t feel ‘accepted’ liked the fact that I was brown…and nominated? Sounds silly but I think that had something to do with it…Hillary and Danae are white ladies (if not obvious).
This is titled Senior Year Prom – NIC…so what’s the deal?
Well…by my senior year of highschool I grew close to my friend Nic Wesburg. He was chubbier…and funny, charming, and liked by everyone in school.
I liked him.
We grew close because we had a class together after lunch called “study hall”. NO ONE STUDIED haha.
It was in what we called our ‘library’…which was a trailer with books. Nic was also in this class and so were a few other friends of ours, all seniors. We enjoyed this period because it was 6th period…meaning it was right after lunch. Back then, seniors got the privilege of going OFF CAMPUS for lunch…just trust it was a big deal.
So, after lunch OFF Campus, the 6th period study hall crew (which included Nic and I) would head over to the library trailer…and hang out. We talked about everything including school…music, religion, relationships…etc.
Just a note, two couples from that class (Ashley and Nic Carrera, Lindsay and Ross Charest) are happily married now! in 2018.
Nevertheless, Nic Wesburg and I connected and we grew close. We just trusted one another as friends, nothing romantic to be honest. Just a solid friendship and respect.
One day I’m heading to “6th period study hall” and I have a letter handed to me…Nic W. is NO WHERE TO BE FOUND. Whatever….
I open the letter and find a RIDDLE. It’s a piece of paper with music notes and hints. Nic Wesburg is a master musician meaning he plays everything (e.g. guitar, piano, drums etc.) and yours truly plays NADA.
With the help of friends I decode the riddle and it says “Will you go to PROM with me?”…my heart was beating out of my chest! I was so SO happy! I get to go to PROM with one of my best friends at the time and someone I respected and possibly LIKED!
I said YES…and told my folks.
My parents had no clue who Nic Wesburg was but eventually, they learned plenty and on the night of the prom, they met him as Nic Wesburg came to my house and his mom and dad along with my folks took photos of us on STAIRS. So PROM! LOL
I had an absolute BLAST at prom. The best out of ALL the dances I went to in high school…because I went with my best friend/crush.
We only slow danced a couple times but it was AWESOME and I remember smiling the whole time thinking this is really nice…
nothing sexual crossed my mind
nothing bad crossed my mind
it was an innocent time of “here I am with my best friend and…while I like him…I’m enjoying his protective hold as we dance…for this moment in time in our lives…he’s all about this…and so am I….innocent love”
It was love. Innocent love.
That night we went to his house…his folks were home and so were our friends 🙂 About 8 of us (all couples) were together and watched THE SHINING in his living room. By the way, I HATE scary movies…I can’t handle them..but I didn’t care. I was with Nic W. and all my friends from my Senior Year of highschool….it felt good, right, and lucky. I felt lucky.
That night ended with my folks calling on my cell phone (NOKIA lol) and me responding that EVERYONE (especially emphasizing the ladies) was watching a movie at nic’s…his folks were there too! My parents gave me like 30 minutes to get home lol! Nic understood and took me home in his Jeep…it was an oldschool Jeep…no windows…no hood…perfect for Fresno summer nights.
We got up, got in his car, drove to my house (about 15 minutes away) and held hands…listening to some white music? I didn’t know the band but it was probably some Eagles or U2. I loved it cause I felt something…I felt alive, safe, and LOVE.
I wasn’t IN LOVE with Nic W. ever…I just felt a LOVE, a PROTECTION, a RESPECT, that I know I value to this day on.
Nic W. and I NEVER KISSED.
We hung out most of the summer, even probably alone in his room watching Mr. Holland’s Opus, and other classic movies I had no clue about…listening to music…talking about our futures (since it was SENIOR year) we were 17/18 years old! OMG
Nic W. didn’t remain my best friend. I left to YWAM in Kona, Hawaii. He stayed in Fresno, CA and moved on with his life too…
Nevertheless, the Memory I have of Nic Wesburg is one that is lovely, honorable, and precious to me.
He trusted me with precious information, that he told no one…and I the same.
That type of friendship is one I’m sure my children, my grandchildren, my niece/nephew…will cherish/feel/experience.
I can only hope they get that I understand. I know. I get it…trust me…I do.
Summer nights, trust, love, youth, excitment, fire of life/love/joy/friendship…burning inside.
I get it!
🙂 cherish it, experience it…
Know it may not last forever but that’s OK…THAT’S OK…I PROMISE!!!
I went on to Kona, Hawaii and Japan after this…lol. I met people who to this day have a huge impact on me…so do NOT feel like THIS IS IT. Don’t feel like IT”S ALL THIS!!!
It feels INTENSE. It feels ALIVE. It feels UNEXPLAINABLE.
So will other things…I promise.