Attraction

Introduction:

It turned out that Grace was the last to discover that the spunky most popular guy at the youth camp was interested in her. “Why would he be interested in me?” she thought to herself. A few guys during her high school years had shown interest in her, but that was nothing out of the ordinary for the average high school girl. She held no false illusions that she was a beauty queen.

Maybe it was because she had a rich golden tan and was visiting Victoria from the envied sunshine state of Queensland. There was no doubt that Grace was fit and healthy as she had lived an active high school life on the school athletic and sports teams and on weekends when her dad would take her, her brothers, and cousins water skiing. Now she felt self-conscious as the other girls at camp whispered as they looked at her. It was awkward enough being the new kid in town, but now this unsolicited attention. Beverley Joy

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With Ryan’s blue Cortina station wagon packed up with camping gear, Grace and her brothers headed southbound for Melbourne. They had never been outside of Queensland; travelling along the East Coast of Australia, the lush green hills and mountains that rolled through New South Wales and Victoria were so different to the dry, parched Queensland landscape she had grown up with.

Once in Melbourne, they travelled south of the city centre to the Mornington Peninsula, a string of village communities curled around the south-eastern flank of Port Phillip Bay. They continued to travel east until they reached their final destination, Phillip Island.

The youth campsite was similar to the camp they had stayed at every year on the Gold Coast. A solid brick mess hall, with rows of cabins on either side. That evening, Grace sat with her hut leader and the other girls from her cabin as they waited to join the line to collect their dinner. A boy with long blonde hair and bronzed skin sat at a table across the way; he was very handsome, and she loved his aura of rebellion. He looked at Grace, and she quickly looked away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. His table was called upon to collect their dinner, and Grace dared to look up again, seeing him as he passed by her table. He was close enough now that she could see that his eyes were piercing blue.

‘Hi,’ he smiled.

‘Hi,’ Grace murmured, sheepishly averting her eyes again.

To be continued…

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Poem – Attraction

Introduction

Ahh, the emotions that flood through your body at that first feeling of attraction. The excitement, the nervous feelings, the innocence, the ignorance. Does he like me? Will she accept me? Our emotions run away with us. Our heads spin with new types of thoughts and feeling never experienced before. It’s fun, it’s scary. It’s fulfilling, it’s needy. Beverley Joy.

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We walked and talked, laughed and smiled

We sat close, and our energy rose.

The tone of his voice rumbled through my body,

He’s tall and handsome, and he made me laugh.

I dived in boots and all, I talked too much, shared my soul

Now I’m just feeling vulnerable.

Now it’s awkward, uncomfortable

The truth is revealed, my fate is sealed

I bubble with nerves and excitement

Why is he showing interest in me?

I must confess my question is ‘Could he love somebody like me?’