I sit on the ground, oblivious to the craziness around me, solely admiring his dorky grin and the way he engages with the kids. He starts flexing, daring one of the kids to hang onto his arms to prove his strength. The kid stands up and grabs onto his forearms. Then the moment of truth: the kid’s feet leave the ground and he is still standing, tall and proud. The kid is amazed by his superhero- strength and I feel a little impressed myself.
As he sits back down in the circle, his warm eyes catch mine and his smile widens. My heart flutters.
The rest of the class passes by quickly. As I follow my kids out of the door, serving as the caboose of the line, I hang back a little to talk to him.
“So, are you going to come hang out with us next Tuesday?” I ask cooly.
“I can’t, it’s going to be my birthday,” he explains. I attempt not to look disappointed. “The following one I can try, though.”
I nod silently.
He gives me a heart-shattering grin. “I’ll text you,” he says.
“Sounds like a plan,” I say as he bows and I exit.
© 2015 Vic Romero
This is the final installment of the Love Bites series. Read the other parts below:
2: “Sweet(ish) F(ish)”
4: “Simply Peachy“
My internship is coming to a close today and I’m already a little sad about it. I wasn’t expecting to be sad because I thought I would dislike it because 1) I’m working with kids, and I don’t particularly like kids and 2) these kids experience things that I have never had to. For example, some of them may be/have been/or will be recruited to join a gang. They may have had personal exposure to violence and drugs. An officer came in to talk to me and the other counselors during our training about how some of them may have tattoos, despite the oldest of them being fourteen. I felt unprepared to handle situations I may encounter with these kids, but instead it’s been great!
I’ve been on summer break for three weeks now, and it’s been a hodgepodge of days.
The first couple of days, I went on a cleaning rampage. I’m still not done, but it’s coming along. I’m trying to finish this Friday so I can spend the rest of the summer doing other things.
Then I went to Florida to help pack up my grandparents’ house to be sold. It was a sad trip and it felt weird that none of them were there…but I found some cool photos and books that reflect my family history that I’ve kept. It was also nice to go down there to enjoy the house one last time and to support my dad. We took a couple trips to the beach too.