Ten years ago, I wrote A New Year’s Eve Story, which is one of my most read posts. It’s a good story. And as it turns out, the the story that keeps on giving.
One of my Facebook friends posted a photo from one of our high school’s Sadie Hawkins dances a few weeks back. There were lots of comments, all funny. One of my friends I’ll call her Honey for this post, commented that she was supposed to go to that dance with my former boyfriend at the time, whom I’ll refer to as JD.
Background: JD and I started dating at the beginning of that school year. Another friend I didn’t know very well warned me not to see him, but couldn’t put too fine a point on it, so I continued seeing him. With the benefit of time, I can see why she didn’t. So, JD and I dated all fall. We did normal couple stuff — dinner, movies, hanging out at his house. Once we watched An American Tail, you know, the movie with the Russian mouse. We watched John Hughes movies and had popcorn. Extremely typical teenage relationship. It was never super physical because I didn’t want it to go that far. Which was difficult because he looked like this if he were a teenager. Yes, that’s Jeffrey Dean Morgan and I am aware that his initials are JD, yes that’s purely coincidence. 
I should have known our relationship was a goner when he gave me a black and green Koosh ball for Christmas. Who gives their girlfriend a Koosh ball for the biggest holiday of the year? He could have at least given me a pen. What would he have given me for Valentine’s Day? A toy harmonica? A whoopie cushion? The day after Christmas, JD wrecked his car, which lead to the events of the worst New Year’s Eve ever. Short story, we were left at a horrible party by the friends who brought us — it went downhill from there, and two guys named Ray Ray and Tiny (their real names) drove us home. I thought we were going to die. Spoiler alert: we didn’t. I broke up with JD a few days later. Now, this was my BEST high school boyfriend.
Can you imagine my others? Picture Batman’s Rogues Gallery.
Fast forward to a few weeks ago: Honey and I commented back and forth several times, figuring out that we were seeing JD at the same time. Yep. They were in drama together. I was obviously not. And this was why the friend I didn’t know very well warned me about JD.
JD kept Honey on the down-low. He never brought her to his house. Apparently I was the “show” girlfriend. Honey said she couldn’t believe she was “the other woman,” which is hilarious because she is in no way like that. Plus, it was high school. We were all naive and had no idea what other people were made of. Personally, I thought I could fix people. JD came from somewhat of a troubled background, so he was prime for my armchair psychiatrist self.
I was beyond shocked to find out my best high school boyfriend cheated on me, but at least he with a good person who happened to be a friend. And she didn’t know about me. What’s weird is that we both searched for him online and only found traces of places he may live. It also looks like he may have changed his name. Maybe there is more to the story. Or maybe he is and was an undercover spy.
I’m going with that theory.
Update: I knew I forgot something. This is the best part. Honey told me JD was also a drug dealer. Yep. My best boyfriend.
And an update for what everyone what’s to know: what happened to Ray Ray and Tiny? Honey said that a few years later she knew of two people by those names (and who else in Shreveport, LA have those names AND hang out) and they were both working at a local restaurant. I hope Ray Ray and Tiny are doing well. Their babies that I met at a baby shower for another friend (I mentioned in the other post) would be 25 by now. How crazy is that?
I ended the old post by saying to say “hi” to Ray Ray and Tiny if you see them, and that’s how I’m ending this one since they were the heroes of that night.
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