I'm not really sure how to spell her name, I don't know if it's "Delia" or "Delieah", but I was probably 14, maybe 15 at the time.
Delia was 16, and a stone cold fox. Just rock solid, that girl was. She didn't want anything to do with me. In fact, she didn't even know me. We'd
never met before. Our parents were friends. There was some kind of a party, an anniversary party or something and we'd been sent to go buy some
music for the party (records). The people who were having the party were also my parents friends and they were just fabulously rich (but it doesn't
matter, other than the fact we had a bunch of money to spend on the records).
So Deliah (pronounced DEE-liah) had her licence and we had a car...we were free! There were several other kids with us, some of them I knew, some not
so much, but it didn't matter. We were FREE!!
We had a bunch of extra time and....Well, it turned out Deliah liked to rollerskate. I'd never rollerskated in my life before, but I was an avid
hockey player (i.e. ice skater). I was pretty good too.
While we where out Deliah wanted to stop by a roller rink and skate for a while. I was totally in LOVE with this girl...but she wouldn't have
anything to do with me. The place was cool, it was like a Disco; they played music and you skated. I rented some skates and fell on my ass a few
times (which was highly amusing to Deliah).
I was trying too hard (to make it like ice). So I slowed down (equally amusing to my "love", Deliah).
"Stop trying to slide" I told myself..."this is different". Well, that's what it took...all it took. Pretty soon, I was back-crossing, hand in hand
with Deliah around the rink, dancing to the music. She could skate, and I could skate backwards (and even pick her up).
There was a connection that day. We agreed we'd hook up some day.
After a couple hours or so at the rink our time ran out and we had to go. We went back to the parents party, and she was the life of the party (in
her world). Later the next day she flew away and I never saw Deliah again.
I've always wondered what happened with that girl.
It's fun to think about though...
That silly girl even kissed me that day...as we skated to.....
edit on 11/7/2016 by Flyingclaydisk because: (no reason given)
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