Country Love Song. Pt.1
Recently, a friend of mine came back into my life. It was for a brief time, but I was happy we could reconnect. However, our rekindling didn't go as I had pictured it in my head. County Love Song is how our reconnection SHOULD have gone... But please remember, this is a work of fiction. Its FAR from reality.
“Girl! Are you ready yet? We need to get to the venue early if you want a decent seat.” My best friend, Millie, yells at me from the front of my apartment. I met Millie Mae my sophomore year in college. I was sitting at a table all alone in the dining hall when this beautiful chestnut haired bombshell sits next to me stating, “we are best friends now.” I’ve been the best of friends with Millie since then.
I look in the mirror one more time as I, once again, check to see if I should change my outfit. What does a girl wear to a concert for a guy she had a crush on in high school, but had failed to talk to him since he broke her heart the night of prom?
I guess what I have on will have to do.
When I round the corner, I immediately question my choice of clothing. Millie is sporting a cute little cocktail dress that fits like it was made for her. Stopping just short of her knees, it flows out in a wavy pattern that draws attention to her jaw dropping legs. The black dress has a bit of glitter to it, making her eyes appear to shimmer. Her make up is done up to the nines; cat eyes, killer red lipstick, eyelashes for days. I mean, come on. How am I supposed to live up to that?
When Millie finally sees me, she gives me her disapproving look. I knew she wouldn’t like my outfit of choice. My old Uni pullover, my nice jeans, and my favorite pair of runners round out my wear. What can I say, I’m going for comfort, and I’m not sure what is in store tonight. If I need to run to the nearest convenient store for ice cream, I don’t want to be making the trip in my heels.
“Shut up, Millie. Lets just go.” I grab my wallet, keys and phone and head towards the door.
“I don’t get it, love, how are you going to catch him if you are dressed like his sister?”
Millie has a point, how am I? But I just can’t bring myself to try in case he has a girlfriend. If I’m going to be rejected, I want to at least be comfortable.
"Just get in the car, Millie. I just want to go so we can come home.”
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We show up to the bar where Three Hours Intoxicated is playing. The place isn’t as packed as I assumed since the lead singer/guitarist is a hometown hero.
Colt Harrison was the all American Kansas boy that every town craves. Leader of the FFA, football captain, homecoming king, president of the Students that Care organization; Colt did it all, and he did it with care. He left our little town after graduation to join the Air Force, and is how attending our state college. Since he left, all anyone could talk about was his return home.
When Colt came back, he had his two best buds in tow and they formed a band. Three Hours Intoxicated is a country group that Colt and his buds made to kill the time between the Air Force and college. It just so happens that the band is really good.
Now you are probably wondering where I fall into this little backstory.
Well, Colt Harrison was my best friend growing up. From kindergarten all the way to Junior year, Colt and I were attached at the hip. Where Colt went I went, and where I was Colt wasn’t too far off. In our junior year, I figured out I was in love with the boy. That year was also the year Colt found out he could date practically any girl he wanted to in the school. Colt pulled away from our friendship to pursue any piece of ass he could find.
Even with his absence from our friendship, I was the ever-encouraging friend. I went to his football games, donated to his charities, bought from the FFA, and voted him prom king.
I got the bright idea to ask him to our senior prom even though he was dating the head cheerleader at the time. I got everything ready, I was uber excited because I was going to finally get what I wanted, for Colt’s full attention to be bestowed on me.
But that also happened to be the downfall of our friendship because even though he said yes, I went to prom alone since he was sick.
What I wasn’t ready for was he to be crowned prom king with his queen the head cheerleader. Turns out he wasn’t sick, just didn’t want to go with me.
So after I ran home and cried for three days, I decided I was better off without Colt Harrison in my life.
I went off to college, him to the Air Force and haven’t spoken to each other since. But everything is going to change tonight at this concert. Three Hours Intoxicated was playing at the local bar and grill and I needed to support my former best friend.
Pulling up to Petey's, (our local/only food establishment) I was a nervous bundle of uncertainty.
What if he didn’t actually want me there? What if he has a super adorable girlfriend who happens to also be a model? Or worse, what if he doesn’t remember me?
I’m ready to turn around and go home, but Millie grabs my forearm and drags me in.
The smell of stale beer, chicken fried steak, and sweat attack my senses.
Petey's is not somewhere I usually send my free time. Usually the only people there are the drunks and those running from their families for just a little bit. But tonight I’m here to support my former best friend who happens to be a singer in a band, with my new best friend that happens to look like a model. What could go wrong?
To be continued.........
age 20
