So it was October of 1992 and I figured that it would be a normal end to a day at Shumway middle school. However, The amount of students heading out where not as strong. As a matter of fact, the other numbers where heading down to the cafeteria which was about as big as a small house. This thing was tiny. Before I could go and investigate. A friend of mine. Soparath, What? he was Vietnamese, big deal. He had informed me that there was some sort of after school dance. Now I can't dance worth shit. However, I'm always drawn to social gatherings like this one. One problem, you had to have your parents permission to attend and once they see they permission slip with the O.K, the will stamp your hand. Well, Soparath just happened to have a magic marker. These stamps where of just shapes so applying a green circle was a cinch.
When I made it down to the cafeteria, (yes the marker worked) It was obvious that this dance was meant for only a select few student. I guess favoritism in the education system starts in middle school. The thing was, the target people that I think there were trying to lure in here ever made showed up. So it was a bunch of kids that the school board would consider underachievers and a D.J. whose booth was no bigger than a vending machine.
At first I was trying to get Soparath to do this dumb ass Kid and Play dance move he seen in some movie that he was also trying to teach me. In my ignorance I didn't realize that doing that would make us look like clowns. So I did what I do when I'm a a dance. Just stand there.
So after 20 minute of observing the cafeteria. Another friend of mine Shyleea, coming at me full speed with a blonde with a blue dress. I guessing that Shyleea was eager to introduce me to this girl, or this girl was eager to meet me. Thats where I met Angela DeLoach. So for the rest of this dance, All I did was talk to this girl and if I'm right, slow danced with her. At the end of the night I was honestly smitten with her. Walked home which was about half a mile, not sure if I was given a tongue lashing for being home so late or not.
When monday came I had asked Shyleea if she knew what classroom she was in at the end of the day. It was ironic that it was right next door to our classroom. The intent was to walk her to where ever she needed to go and ask if she was interested in being a couple. So at the end of the day, I saw her walked her halfway to her house asked if she was interested she said yes. I had my first girlfriend. She seemed to be in a hurry when I had asked her, I let her be after she answered me.
As we began seeing each other. Angela had requested that I not mention to anyone that we were together. She explain to me that she felt that it was no ones business that we were together. Even though people knew and knew we were lying when we said we weren't seeing each other.
We usually just talked on the phone everyday for hours on end and about once a month I would visit her. But, as I talked to her, the more elaborate things she would make up in order to try to impress me. One being that she was from France. Naples France to be exact. For those of you who don't know, There is no Naples France. However, there is a Naples Italy. Other than some of the bologna Angela would expect me to swallow (which later in my life was explained me), Her topics of conversation where of a sexual nature.At one time she had a elaborate plan for us to lose our virginities together. I would walk to her house which was a little past Shumway. However, when I made it to the porch, Angela had cold feet. She had told me that her mom had heard my "heavy feet" stomping up the stairs to the porch. Then she told me that we have to explain to her mother that Angela was across the street to the park and that she was nearly raped if it had not been for me walking by.
Sometime before the plan to sleep together was conceived the conversations had taken what some may consider a dark path. It was November of 92 and Bram Stoker's Dracula was in theaters and apparently Angela had seen it. Which surprised me because according to her, she was allowed to do just about nothing. Which was the reason why she never visited me and I had to always visit her. Back to the point. After seeing this movie, Angela had become obsessed with vampire culture. She had even taken it to the point where she had become a satanist. Or, at least that is what she wanted me to believe. She would claim to have the same dreams I have had. Of course I had to describe them. There was one time she had told me that she would love to run naked in the forest with wolves. Thats when I knew she was obsessed with fascination of hers.
As we were approaching a year together, she was becoming more distant. However we would wind up having class together when the next school year came. For some reason the teacher thought it would be cute if we had drama together. Yes, I said it I took drama for one quarter of the year. However, when it came time for that after school dance the following year, Angela avoided it and dodged it like the plague although she said she would be there. So it was pretty much the same situation from last year I just stood around and observed the small ass cafeteria. Some of the friends that where there insisted that I dance with this girl I had no clue she was . Amber Bell who I would eventually get to know, but that is another entry which will be not as long as this one. So towards the end of the night I wind up dancing with Amber when ever there was a slow song. and that was that.
Next day, I call Angela. I ask why she no showed, and for the first time, I feel she is being honest. She simply didn't want to. Well I explained what wound up happening that night. It was if that was all the ammunition she needed. Just like that she exclaimed that we were done as a couple. At this time in my life I thought nothing of it. It was like I blinked and I was over it. We were over, what a shame. But the drama had just started.
Throughout the rest of the school year, Angela had created this one-ups man-ship with me. Who has a boyfriend, who has a girlfriend it seemed like nonsense. But, when she learned that I had lost my virginity, she was irate. Not like it should have mattered to her anyway. I think it was the fact that I was the first to have sex. She was still looking. But from that point forward she made it a point to make the rest of the year difficult, with the help of our teacher. It had became such an issue that my teacher had suggested to my parents that I take anger management. It didn't take long for my parents see I didn't anger management (at least in this point in my life) but that this teacher has been painting this picture me for the sake of painting another picture of Angela. My first issue with sexism in the education system.
So, Angela went to what I guess could only be called plan B. Somehow, Angela acquired a note between me and the current girlfriend who would happen to be my first true love. Luwanna Stalcup. The context of the note apparently entailed a threat towards Angela. So Angela shows this note to the teacher who has had my number for some time now. Oh BTW that teacher's name is Patricia Hart. So once Hart had possession of this note. It was Luwanna and I to the principals office. If I'm right, both our parents showed up and they had this meeting and they had try the sell me as this conspirator. That I enjoy watching people fight and that I had planned this just to watch Angela and Luwanna brawl. So they suspended Luwanna and I over a note that I assume Angela fabricated. Luwanna and I was also given warnings, one more issues with Angela or they would further discipline us. What my mother noticed is that Patricia wanted to discuss me further with the principle after everyone had left. Which my mother found to be very sketchy.
So during Luwanna and mine's three day suspension I found out the hard way that the only one that was sold on this story that I like to cause drama between people was Luwanna's stepmother who insisted that Luwanna and I stop seeing each other. Luwanna seemed to be genuinely upset about it and I was devastated. When I essentially lost Luwanna, I snapped I completely forgotten about the warning that was given to me about another encounter with Angela. I had destroyed anything Angela had given to me. especially the stuffed animals.
This is where my mind went down a dark morbid trail I had taken every stuffed animal that Angela given to me and I had gutted and removed all the stuffing out of them. Then I took the dolls and placed them in my book bag. and waited till Monday where I was able to return to school. When Monday came I waited and wondered the hall waiting for Angela to show. The door to the classroom was locked, so we always had to wait in line. By the time Angela arrived I had bumped into another one of her ex boyfriend's Trevor Bauman (who is a different entry all together) . I made him aware of what I had plan with these dolls and he could stop smiling...
I approached Angela with my back and when she saw me I unzipped the bag and dumped all these gutted stuffed animals onto her feet. Everyone, around us who saw what just happen looked absolutely mortified. Trever pick one of the dolls up and blew his noes into it and threw it back at her feet. I didn't see that part, because once I dumped the animal I went on with my business which was trolling the halls until the warning bell rang. I guess Particia was not far from heading to the class room when my animal dumping took place, because there was a manhunt out after me and I think about seven minutes into my wondering aimlessly in the halls, one of the guards stopped me and sent me to the office.
It was obvious that I was in the office for what had just happen. Both my parents where at work so they they couldn't inform them of what happen. Well, with no explanation (like I needed one) the principal just simply says go home and don't come back. I had been expelled for the rest of the year. and it really didn't matter because there was a week and a half left until summer break anyways.
I would see Angela a few more time after that in High School before she had dropped out. Then a couple times during my first marriage where she apparently was engaged that too was a hoax, but that is a different entry.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
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