Making Lemonade

school had been anxious and overwhelmed with the growing anticipation for tonight's showdown between the two school forces. It was detrimental for the reputation of this school, and it was a crucial moment for Jayson's future as well. He had played football all four years in high school as the quarterback and tonight he had to showcase his skills for a scholarship consideration and college admission. For months he had been tirelessly practicing every day after school, sticking to a strict diet, and focusing on the game from sunrise to sunset all in efforts of making an ever lasting impression. I witnessed the stress overflow through his emerald eyes. I did my best at encouraging him, supporting him and just being his rock in everything he aspired to do. I knew all about his wild dreams and always found inspiration whenever he would sit with me on a fresh Saturday night outside on my porch and talked endlessly about his dreams, our dreams. He is most ambitious person I have ever met.

Jayson

and I were "high school sweethearts" or so everyone said. We became a couple after the first month of our freshman year back in 2005. I remember the looks he shot at me whenever he could during english class. His determination in trying to get me to speak was so intriguing and I soon gave in. I gave into his charm and persona without realizing. It was never in my plans to fall in love so early in my high school journey, but I did, as well as him. I was the shy girl who rarely maintained a decent conversation after 5 minutes. That is, of course, until I met Jayson. He came into my life and brought out a side of me I never believed existed. He nurtured my heart in a way that allowed me to grow gracefully. Ever since that first week in english, we became very good friends, the establishment of a pure and sincere relationship was born. It was only a matter of weeks until he asked me to be his girlfriend as we ate chips at the park underneath a large oak tree on a Tuesday afternoon.