Just so you know, here's the theatre stuff. A dimout, pretty self-explanatory, means that the lights on the stage dim until they go out. Easy, right? Of course right. Anyway, downstage means towards the audience, upstage is away from the audience. Stage right is the actors right as they are on the stage, the audience's left. The same concept occurs for stage left. Novel, isn't it?

NARRATOR: It was there, the moment I set eyes on her that summer. It was a different feeling, new to me, and I couldn't put a name to it then. I'm not sure I could now. The closest I can come is love. I was in love. NARRATOR crosses to downstage left, pacing. Eventually stops downstage center.

Not the kind of love they gossip about in the back of the social studies classroom, in the hallways, on the bus. Not the kind of love I was used to, where I would stare after one blue-eyed boy with a cocky smile for weeks. No, this was different, and I didn't understand it. NARRATOR closes notebook and puts it away in a pocket.

All I knew was that I wished she was as drawn to me as I was to her. When the teachers declared that we would need partners, I wanted to be the one she immediately looked to. And when I cried, I wanted to do it into her arms.

At the end, she held me, and I her, and I did cry. I wasn't only crying for another year gone by, though, I was crying for a friendship I was losing almost before I found it. Very slowly starts walking backwards to upstage center as she speaks.

Maybe it was more than a friendship. I don't know. I don't think I ever will know. I'm not sure I want to. All I do know is that, that summer, there was something….something I don't think I'll ever have again. And I don't know if that makes me want to laugh, or to cry. NARRATOR stops upstage center, takes out her notebook, opens it, and begins to write. Dimout.