I met Jenna in middle school and almost immediately developed
a bit of a crush on her. That in itself isn’t
much to write home about, I honestly can’t remember what the criteria was for
me to swoon over a girl in my early stages of puberty, it could have simply
been the existence of breasts, but Jenna stands out for a couple reasons. The first being that she was that she was
always a nice enough person to acknowledge my existence, which is a plus. That may sound like a lame thing to say, but
I think it is severely underrated how much the impact of even a fraction of the
attention of the “popular group” can have on a teenager’s self-esteem. The second is that I came up with a name for
her, a name which is the basis of this memory.
A memory that always comes to my mind when I think of Jenna
is a day when me, Theo, and her were at Gabrielle’s house which is like a block
away from mine. It was that day in her
pool that I came up with this nickname with which I would describe Jenna with
for months to come: Delicious Abs. It’s ridiculous, I know this, but it just
felt like the perfect way to describe her that day. I remember her being in her bikini and me
just thinking, “Damn, those are some of the most delicious abs I’ve ever
seen.” Theo and I would joke about that
for a while.
I actually saw Jenna the night that I’m writing this in my
not quite sober state, she looked lovely.
I didn’t get to catch up with her, but she seemed happy, so I hope
everything is going swell for her.
To an ab-mazing lady,
Andrew
