In 9th grade, I had a crush on this guy Tony. He sat near me in French for a while, and we had PE the same period, but with different teachers. I was ridiculously giddy for him, but not in my usual stalker fashion. Well, aside from...
He was in a band called Exposition. I went to their concerts with Layla mostly, unless she couldn't make it or decided to stay home and KNIT instead. Over the next two or three years, I had developed a crush on every one of the four band members at different times. Also over those three years, I went to every single one of their shows except for one because I was hospitalized. Actually, what happened was I thought it would be best for me to stay a few more days, but when I remembered their show was coming up, I freaked out and had my mom get me released. I had brought the Exposition shirt I purchased with me to sleep in, so I put that on and tried to rush all the way from Costa Mesa to Santa Monica. I didn't make it, though. The releasing process was lengthy. I think the only other show I missed after that was their last one because I was out of state or something.
I bought their demo cd and listened to it all of the time. They honestly weren't even that good, but I still loved them to death, and I still have the shirt. Well, I lost mine somehow and was so upset Layla gave me her spare. As she mentioned, yes, she had TWO EXPOSITION SHIRTS. And the demo as well.
On my birthday this year, Layla and I listened to their most recent song before they broke up (I seriously cried), MVP, and drunkenly sang along. I have "Cheaters" on my itunes, which I believe was track number 7.
This is why I'm single.
And, this is why WE are single.
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