Naomi (My Secret Shame)
Growing up, I was never particularly successful with the fairer sex, but that never stopped me aiming high, and Naomi was about as high as you could get. This girl was stunning, even in primary school. She was in the year below me, but she had her pick of the boys, always going out with the most fugly twats she could find, presumably to taunt me*.

The pick of the bunch, apparently, was Nick, who was fortunate enough to develop acne early, was shorter than 90% of the class and resembled an ape in both facial and cranial structure. It compounded my misery that I wasn't with her to see an angel with such a brute.

Eventually the end of primary school approached, and in our town, the only decent schools were same-sex, and duly we parted ways, and I expected to never set eyes on beautiful Naomi again.

Imagine my jubilation therefore when none other than Naomi turned up at my evening drama club! Another chance to repeatedly freeze up and accidentally offend her as per my teenage flirting methods. I always felt she was looking at me like she must know how I felt about her, but it could have been my wishful thinking.

One day at a performance, we were all high on adrenaline and cheap coke, and we were asked to name the person in the group we fancied most. It came round to me. No more hiding, I would name her and damn the potential for embarrassment! It drew some looks but I survived. I then realised her turn was coming up, and there was more at stake here then I first imagined. 'mmm... i'm not sure' she said in her heavenly tones. I died a little inside. Oh well, at least she didn't say my mate. Win! I tried to do something to impress her that night, but it backfired, looking back, pissing on the floor isn't exactly the most sophisticated of seduction techniques.

My greatest shame however, came in casting for our next production. The role in question was for a young Aladdin. Now, as the only person of any sort of ethnic origin in the group (and pretty much the town), and one of few males, I thought I pretty much had this one in the bag. To this day, I still regret my reaction when the lady in charge named Naomi as Aladdin. I threw a right little hissy fit. But Naomi calmly said to the room, "It's alright, SigmaX0 can do it'. Genuinely, I find it hard to forgive myself for being such a cunt, even though I was only 13 or 14, and Naomi, i'm really fucking sorry.

I've seen her a couple of times since, but haven't plucked up the courage to go and say sorry. I'm not even sure she'll remember.

*may contain traces of bitterness/regret/bias
( SigmaX0 Dear Die Hard. You rock!, Wed 11 Nov 2009, 10:55, 2 replies)

Evening Drama Club.
by Naomi you mean Neil right?
(TheColonel, Wed 11 Nov 2009, 11:54, closed)