Sittin' And Knittin' With Lydia: Codenames (Prologue)

I used to think that the way to a man's heart was to be weird and wild and flirtatious. That was an utter failure. Why did I think that? Let me take you back to the year before I met Megan...it's the prologue.

     It all began between the years 2010 and 2011. Me. As a seventh grader. It was the first year I was split from my twin sister, Lila, in classes before. We didn't have any of the same classes. I'll admit, I was scared to be alone. But I made it through.

     I made friends with a lot of the more quiet people, people from all cliques (except for the "popular" kids who everyone would crush on). I was somewhat happy with my life. I felt like it was nice to have a very diverse group of friends around me so I could surround myself with so many different peers. I was just beginning to figure out what fashion was. I dressed like a 40-year-old business woman with my long pencil skirts and professional turtle necks. Some kids made fun of me, but hey, it wasn't anything my brothers haven't told me.

     Everyday going to my study hall I would see my twin sister with her new friends. She was...one of them: she was a cool kid. I would see her laughing and having guys try on her dweeby glasses, which for some reason all of the guys found attractive. They would tease her and she'd flirt back with them, but at the same time I would take lessons from her. I'll admit, I was jealous that she was attracting the attention of the guys every girl liked. I wanted to be the type of girl guys would follow around in the hallway and flirt with.

     When I took mental notes of my sister, I noticed her being very wild, loud, and a decent amount of obnoxious that the boys found hilarious and "hot". I thought to myself, Hm...maybe if I acted like her I would be able to get that attention from those types of boys. I also wanted the pretty girls she would hang out with to invite me to sleepovers and to meet me at my locker every morning to giggle with me. So when the year started to close, I began prepping for my experimental eighth grade year...




                                                                                                                                                                  ...To Be Continued.

The rest of the story is coming soon! Find this piece in the "Love" section of "Blog Topics" and keep up with our blog to see what happens with my experiment. Follow me on Twitter (@GrinsAndNeedles) to hear when the second part of this story is released! Thanks for reading, and I hope you're excited to keep reading this story. It really is an awkward one (Wink!).

-Lydia