School will start soon (high school) and for teens that means socializing and flirting and crushes and giggling and whispering with friends when “she” walks by (especially for my son and his friends.)
I’d posted the blog post below back in February 2013 but thought it was worth revisiting…
Bed Bug, Bedbug, Freeze Out, Hardscrabble,
Poseidon’s loyal helper
Sailor’s guardian angel
I looked at the note on yellow lined paper written in black Sharpie that I found in the dryer. Fragments of the musings of a 16 year old boy.
The first line is names of a town not far from where we live, founded during the California gold rush. The rest of it is taken from Greek Mythology. I knew what it was.
It is Ione. His long time friend Ione. Once a funny little fair haired girl, now a leggy and shapely blonde of 16. She is also, like my son, a Vampire.
I unfolded the note more, crisp from the dryer and still warm.
I have known you forever
Since our time began
Then children of the night
Now growing into adulthood
Am I to be with you?
My mythical love
A kiss from you
And I would be
So far, aside from the occasional glances at Vampire girls and life long friendships, he has never set his heart on one, especially not one in his tight-knit social circle of “The Vs” as they call themselves.
Ione is quiet and funny and smart. But don’t piss her off because she isn’t one to forgive or forget anything. She also sees herself in some mythical role as avenging angel, taking on the cause of the bullied, down trodden and anyone in her opinion who has been treated unjustly.
Most people see her sort of an exceptionally smart, brilliant dumb-blonde. Smart and goofy. Sort of like my son’s best friend Randy.
I was ready to pocket the note when Garrett came into the laundry room and said “Give me that.”
“I didn’t know you liked her that way,” I said.
“It isn’t what you think.”
“Did you write it for Randy?”
“No. Don’t’ say anything Mom. It isn’t anything.”
“OK.” I smiled.
And then he smiled the shy way 16 year old boys do.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman