The First Time I Met... LeAnn...
Ahaaaaaa... here it comes now. Get ready to stumble down memory lane...
The first time i ever really met LeAnn... to this day... Garrett has never forgiven me for. *I'm SORRY ALREADY!!!!*... Okay, but anyway. The first time i had the GUTTS to go talk to LeAnn *lol! i'm sorry, i'll get it out eventually..* I was in third grade... just a little TWERP that was always out to get my poor older brother... but also VERY desperate to make friends. Unfortunately, Garrett was my motive to make a move on HIS friends.
I had asked him if there was anyone that he "liked" in school. Of course, it was no secret, but i wanted to make sure i had my victim "pegged". And he verified the info for me, the poor unsuspecting boy. :)
So a few days later, Garrett and I were walking home from elementary school... and i noticed that, there, in front of us, were a few of the girls in Garrett's class. Ellie, Hannah, Mariah *i think*, and... like a light of opportunity beaming down... there was... LeAnn. Curly hair, slender and very pretty... Garrett was so screwed.
I ran ahead of my brother, as if death itself were biting at my heels, and announced "I know who Garrett likes!" And like a tractor beam SUCKING them all in, i was swarmed by Garrett's friends, urging me on... "WHO?! WHO?!"
That's when... with a flick of two syllables running off my tongue... i ended my brother's relationship with me... and ended his life.
Like slow motion, i spat out... "LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!"
It would be the worst thing i would ever do to him. At least, i think it was the worst thing. Was it, Garrett? I'M SORRY!!!! :)
For the longest time after *seriously, the LONGEST TIME*, Garrett refused to tell me anything. In fact, i believe he didn't talk to me for about 2 weeks.
But every time Karma bites me in the ass, i attribute it to torturing my brother. And LeAnn.
You know what?! now that i think about it, this is all actually LEANN'S FAULT, GARRETT! *go with me on this...*
SHAME ON YOU, LEANN! GOOD GRIEF! :)
The first time i ever really met LeAnn... to this day... Garrett has never forgiven me for. *I'm SORRY ALREADY!!!!*... Okay, but anyway. The first time i had the GUTTS to go talk to LeAnn *lol! i'm sorry, i'll get it out eventually..* I was in third grade... just a little TWERP that was always out to get my poor older brother... but also VERY desperate to make friends. Unfortunately, Garrett was my motive to make a move on HIS friends.
I had asked him if there was anyone that he "liked" in school. Of course, it was no secret, but i wanted to make sure i had my victim "pegged". And he verified the info for me, the poor unsuspecting boy. :)
So a few days later, Garrett and I were walking home from elementary school... and i noticed that, there, in front of us, were a few of the girls in Garrett's class. Ellie, Hannah, Mariah *i think*, and... like a light of opportunity beaming down... there was... LeAnn. Curly hair, slender and very pretty... Garrett was so screwed.
I ran ahead of my brother, as if death itself were biting at my heels, and announced "I know who Garrett likes!" And like a tractor beam SUCKING them all in, i was swarmed by Garrett's friends, urging me on... "WHO?! WHO?!"
That's when... with a flick of two syllables running off my tongue... i ended my brother's relationship with me... and ended his life.
Like slow motion, i spat out... "LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!"
It would be the worst thing i would ever do to him. At least, i think it was the worst thing. Was it, Garrett? I'M SORRY!!!! :)
For the longest time after *seriously, the LONGEST TIME*, Garrett refused to tell me anything. In fact, i believe he didn't talk to me for about 2 weeks.
But every time Karma bites me in the ass, i attribute it to torturing my brother. And LeAnn.
You know what?! now that i think about it, this is all actually LEANN'S FAULT, GARRETT! *go with me on this...*
SHAME ON YOU, LEANN! GOOD GRIEF! :)
posted by Catie at 7:56 AM
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If it makes either of you feel any better, I cannot remember this traumatic event. Also, I must take this opportunity to once again recall what a good friend Garrett was and how I began completely ignoring him at some point for over 5 years. Although, I did not remember until these stories came out (Catie and Garrett's both) what the reason was that I refused to associate with him. I just attributed it to pre-adolescent female witchiness toward boys (which I definitely had). Now that I semi-remember, I confess that I find the whole affair (hmm, that's probably bad word choice) extremely funny.
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You know what!? I don't think Hannah, ellie or mariah were there... in fact, leann may not remember it because she wasn't there either. I think it was Danielle, Kayla and Therese...
OH GOD... I just blabbed about garrett all over again to people that had no idea! SHIT! I'M SORRY GARRETT!!!! PLEASE TALK TO ME!!!!
That makes it even funnier!
I agree, this is great!!
........eh. I think it's funny too. Subtlety was never a family trait apparently. I do remember being so embarrassed my face was red all day long. And I probably had psychological issues in high school about girls. But after a little therapy........I'm a normal, though somewhat twitchy, healthy human being.
Another note...I'm quite sure I wasn't there that day because, as I'm sure you all remember, I may have been "slender" as Catie puts it (I'd call it stick-like in my case), but I was most definitely nothing approaching pretty at that point. My "hideous phase" lasted from age 8 until about age 18. :D
what? no way, LeAnn... I remember thinking how beautiful i thought all of you were... i really looked up to all of you!
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