My Highschool Crush

The inter school cricket tournament was soon to be held and the boys were so excited as if this tournament was the only purpose left in their life. I always wondered why was cricket so fascinating to boys, maybe if I could get myself replaced with cricket. The outfit, the shoes, the field, the hot blazing sun, the sweat, the practice, the discipline and the excitement for the game made these boys so much more attractive and handsome.

Neelav, the vice captain of our school’s team was ready to hit some boundaries. Every-year he waits for this time of the year. April and May seem to be his favourite months as he spends most of the days of these months doing what he loves the most, that is, playing cricket.

I’ve always thought about Neelav, the first guy I’ve had a crush on. It all began when I was in sixth grade and he was in ninth. He and some other boys were allotted to teach some PT to us. As a kid I didn’t really know why I was so attracted to him,I used to love seeing him everyday. His delicious smile, his on progress manly voice, his wheatish colour and the little facial hairs he had. My fascination of him grew day by day, I became his fan. Little did I know that more than half of the school was in awe with this highschool jock. Three years later, he was in his last year of school and my teenage heart wasn’t ready to let it’s permanent resident go away.

Neelav was now on the verge of adulthood and everybody could see that. This young jock had a tremendous good-looking semi beard. He was tall, around 5’8-5’9. His broad shoulders, thic thighs, hairy and strong legs, a very little tummy and that freakin smile which could stop world war. Neelav was indeed a heartthrob and would always be around the popular crowd.

The final practices for the inter school cricket tournament were in full swing. All the boys were so excited and were practicing very hard. It seemed like they were about to play some world cup final. Day in and day out, we could see the boys practice in our school field. The whole school would cheer for them and eye the on going practice. Though I had no interest in cricket BUT obviously I’d never miss any of their practicing session. There was he, running around, giving directions, hitting boundaries and being the best vice captain ever and doing all these with that darn smile on his face.

Arin : Why isn’t Neelav the captain, he’s doing all the work. Look at him, he’s so good, I know we have a big chance of winning this time and that’s only going to be because of him.

Me : Ikr, where’s our dear captain? Oh look, he’s panting over there.

Arin : Sree got the captainship only because he’s in some cricket academy. Also, I think Neelav doesn’t mind as they’re both best friends.

Me : *exhaling* hmmmmm, I guess.

We both kept looking at them from our second floor classroom window. Arin was my classmate and my best friend who didn’t know I had a big crush on Mr. Vice Captain. Sreetam aka Sree was in 12th grade and the Captain of the cricket team, also Neelav and he were classmates and best friends.