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wierdness at work. here's a little story about 2 girls.

so in 7th grade i went to a private school. i managed to go there on scholarship, but the following year my dad got laid off and so i didn't have a ride there anymore. for one year i lived among the really rich and the really smart. weird experience.

girl #1 was named amber. i met her the very first time i visited the school, as both of us were getting a tour from the same kid. she was overly hyper and ditzy - something that may have been attractive had i been older than 12, but it was annoying as shit then. she instantly became my 12 year old arch-nemesis. i'm sure every guy had a girl they knew in middle school that they threw paper balls at until they cried. that was amber.

girl #2 was named sonya. sonya was in my homeroom class, and since both of us got dropped off at school by our parents, we always had like 45 minutes before school to kill. we'd always joke around - she laughed at my jokes - and she was one of the first (and few) friends i made there.

it turned out that sonya was assigned to amber to be her "guide" for the first few weeks of school, so amber always ended up showing up whenever sonya and i would hang out. it annoyed the piss out of me, but regardless the three of us spent a lot of the beginning of the year together.

so eventually sonya let me know that she had a crush on me. i wasn't really sure what to do with girls that actually liked me back at that age (who's to say i do now), so i just got wierd and told her that i didn't feel the same way. she persisted for the rest of the year, but that just sort of served to push us apart as friends. during the big last dance of the school year, she asked if she could have the final dance with me. i reluctantly agreed. my last memory of her was seeing her across the dance floor at the start of the last song looking hopefully towards me - right before i walked swiftly into the bathroom and stayed there until the dance was over.

so i got thinking of those old days randomly, and happened to notice a girl who worked in one of the departments of the office that i work in. she looked exactly like amber. so on a whim i asked if she went to that private school, and sure enough, it was fucking amber. she graduated from that school and actually has a good job that sends her on business trips and gives her a cubicle, wheras i deliver her mail. we talked briefly about the old days, and i learned that apparently about a year after i went back to public school, sonya died suddenly of some medical condition. just fell over dead in her bathroom one morning before school. i guess they named a building after her at the school or something. i hope she found someone that liked her back before she died.