STORYLINES - The 1990's to 19

STORYLINES - The 1990's

AIMEE SKYLER WHITMAN 
Narrator of Modern Material

These are the Characters that wrote the story of my life. I remember their names and faces but I don't remember what happened between us. From divorces, breakups, betrayals, suicides, and sex changes, these are the stories and people who have written the chapters in my book. I've blocked out all of the bad memories and stored away a few memorable experiences with each person. I hope you can relate to my friends and family and help me remember who I am and what I want out of my life.


My marriage of 17 years to Scott Whitman is on the rocks in Los Angeles, California. I was just 17 years old when we met in our hometown of Bluestone, Ohio in 1996 but now he's telling me I was too young when we got married. Maybe he's right but I did grow up much faster than most teenagers. When people ask us how we met we tell them my grandfather delivered him. They always think we are High School Sweethearts but they don't know about our secret romance that turned the entire town against us. It was such a traumatic experience that we can barely remember what happened in 1997 when my boyfriend Chad Lyons and Scott's fiancé Shannon Sanderson found out about us. Our friends disowned us and our significant others tried to keep us apart as rumors, lies and the truth was exposed. We made out at a party, a night that we will never forget but always regret how much damage was done. We fell in love online in 1997 when friendship turned to jealousy turned to betrayal when I knew my Romeo was not the boy I wanted to marry. Maybe I was destined for a life of destruction instead of the depression I had been sentenced to while serving time in my bedroom with my Stepfather, the Warden. I wanted to do everything I wasn't supposed to, have everything I couldn't have and be anyone one but me.

The only memories we have left are stored away in a box of yearbooks, journals and printed emails from a college account. You can either start reading the story at the first half of my life or the second half of my life because my identity changed the day I found police in my bedroom searching for my roommate's suicide letter. I knew it was going to be addressed to me. Before 19 or after 19. Which years were the most impactful and impressionable years as I get ready to turn 40 this year? I was supposed to be a millionaire business woman by now. What happened to take my dreams away?

When I was 14 my world fell apart. Romance and fairytales were dead on arrival of my very first relationship.  To me, Happily Ever After was just a lie parents told their kids so they would believe in Santa Clause or the Easter Bunny. What was the point of reading stories about The Prince and his Princess if there is no happily ever after? My parents, Scott & Liza Skyler, were both having affairs, divorced and got remarried before I turned 16. I was busy taking care of my brother Andrew and 90 year old grandfather while they lived their news lives. There was rarely anyone in the house to make rules while Andrew and I were running around with our friends on Drummond Island and having sleep overs every night. It was the first moment I was approached for my first kiss but I didn't want it to be with someone I didn't know.


When I got home I met a 16 year old boy named Sean Cole at the swimming pool. We started flirting and he asked me out in September right before my 15th birthday....the last family celebration in my home. Nobody was there to give me a curfew. My dad was kicked out and living in an old apartment while I took care of my little brother and 90 year old grandpa making sure they had dinner while my mom was gone. She was seeing her co-worker Bill Allen in a town 30 minutes away. Most of the time I just ate dinner with Sean's family and watch movies in his bedroom. We were young but Sean had a car and we were always together. I was so thankful for a stable relationship and a place to go during all the fighting with my parents. If I wasn't at Sean's I was at Andrea, Cassie, or Lauren's house. 

Lauren and I used to be best friends and have sleepovers at her house every weekend. Her brother Brent was a senior while we were in 8th grade and we were all running Cross Country for my dad. Brent and his best friend, Jake Carter who lived across the street, were always coming in during the middle of the night to play pranks on us while we were sleeping. We all had a crush on Jake. He was as obnoxious as they came. I don't know how many times he would de-pants people at Cross Country meets or moon us. So every weekend was that typical big brother and his friends teasing his little sister and her friends. I didn't mind. Brent was into the Beatles so we nicknamed our group the CC Beatles: Aimee, Andrea, Cassie and Lauren. We started breaking up once we started getting our first serious boyfriends and our friendship was never the same. 

After Shawn broke my heart my childhood friend and teammate, Brad Hansen, asked me out. He'd left for college when I started my freshman year. Brad led the pack of his Dream Team which included Brent and Jake but we had been making sports headlines for a decade before we were making out under the stars on a country road. I'm not sure if it was our age or history, but it didn't last long. He liked Cassie too.

My 3200 M relay team qualified for State so I was hanging out with Brad's sister Rochelle all of the time. At meet in 1995, Brad brought his college teammate, Chad Lyons, along with him. Maybe it was love at first sight but Chad stole my heart with his beautiful blue eyes and blonde hair. He lived in North Carolina and I knew I'd never see him again, except for the pictures I took during the meet and a book of photos Brad and Rochelle's mom, a professional photographer, took of him. Every time I stopped out to pick up Rochelle, I said I needed to come inside to see the Book of Chad. Having a crush on someone you know you'll never see again seemed pointless, but he looked just like Leonardo DeCaprio, who was on the cover of my Movieline Magazine in March 1995. Leo had been my celebrity crush since he was little Luke Brower on Growing Pains.

The 90'S

The Mid 90's were pretty rad. I was finally getting over my parents divorce and really loved my new stepmom, Kelly. Her daughter, Annie Brayden, was like the sister I never had. She loved music too. She was a poet and party's at our parents were crazy. I remember my dad driving Cassie, Andrea and I to a basketball tournament and seeing this Movieline magazine sitting on the shelf at a gas station. I was so excited Leo was on the cover that I had to ask my dad for money to buy it. 

He was rocking country music by John Michael Montgomery in his brand new fancy car and just didn't seem to be the same person I remembered him as. Kelly was very materialistic and everything was about looks to her. He had to dress a certain way and they had a big house and nice cars.

During the summer of 1995 I was having a blast hanging out with the Junior Jocks, Brendon Benson, Tim Becker, and Denny Baker. We'd gotten to know each other in track and one of my best friends, Erica Hendrix, had a major crush on Tim. I kinda did too, but I knew I shouldn't. Erica was hanging with one of the rival popular girls, Julie Wegman, who used to be one of my best friends in the 4th grade. Everyone was starting to drink at parties and Brendon or Tim would drive my friends and I around. We were all 15 but they'd let us drive their cars out in the country at night. Tim and I were starting to get to know each other but I was so afraid Erica would be mad. We had parties in my basement ALL OF THE TIME. The girls brought a lifeguard named Nate to the party who I started crushing on before I went to Colorado for 3 weeks to stay with my cousin Nicole. He looked a little like Chad. When a new guy showed up in town, everyone got excited. Usually they went to school in a neighboring town.

Then Jason Kenny moved to Bluestone and asked me out at Cross Country practice. Our relationship moved faster than he ran, winning my championships for my Dad, Coach Scott Skyler, and placing 36th at State. He wrote me so many love letters and we started going on triple dates with my friends and making out in the hot tub. If you got invited out to a party at Lance's house, you were popular. I'm not sure if I couldn't keep up with the act or if Jason just used me to get popular, but he wanted to hang out with my friend's rival group of girls. Then he broke my heart into a million pieces when he cheated on me with the star of the girl's basketball team.

By November 1995 I lost all faith in love and the happily ever after. Brendon and Tim both told me in my yearbook that they had a crush on me but it was all a competition for our attention. How many girls could they hook up with? Andrea was the leader of our group of girls: Andrea, Molly, Cassie and Aimee. Ronnie, Erica, and Kellie crossed over between our group and our rivals, Julie, Jamie and Samantha....the group Jason went over to join during our Sophomore year.  If you were in one of these groups you were popular. If you dated someone like Brendon in the class above, you were popular, but he probably wouldn't stick around for long, so take a number. I had more fun making fun of Brendon. It was our thing.

GROUNDED

My step dad, Bill Allen, moved in and set all he ground rules my dad never made. My dad raised me as his trophy winner. As long as I was winning races he was proud of me, his Dougie, who he took everywhere with him. I was hanging out in Boys locker rooms and watching R rated movies and sipping beer since I was six years old. I was anything but sheltered. Bill came in and told my mom how I should behave. Every time I broke I rule I got a week so basically I was sentenced me to 2 years in my bedroom.

I only got out on good behavior, or when Molly and I'd hang out with the boys from my church, Sam and Bryan. Usually I'd sneak out of the house but there was always a trap waiting to catch me when I came back home. I guess when it's a habit it's hard to make your mom think you're still in your bedroom. At some point she's going to wake up at 2am or set an alarm to make sure you're in your bedroom.

THE SUMMER OF SWEET SIXTEEN

Sweet sixteen was sweet and the Summer of 1996 was heating up. The boys were lined up at the starting line to compete but more than one was running the race. Tim Becker and I had been spending a lot of time together and I really wanted him to kiss me since Erica didn't like him anymore. When he finally asked me out I was so excited. But guess who I found out was staying in Bluestone for the summer? Chad Lyons! I started seeing him running around town with my dad's pack of boys. All my friends had a crush on him too, but he swam up to me in the pool and started talking to me. I could see Julie and Samantha getting a bit jealous from their lifeguard chairs wondering how I knew this cute new guy in town.  Chad asked me to join him for a run at night.

I was also so jealous of Cassie, Andrea and Ronnie who were working at Domino's Pizza with Scott Whitman, a Senior at Bluestone College. I thought he was so hot ever since he was a senior in High School dating one of my close family friends, Lauren Edison, who went to my church. I started stoping by Dominos to say hi to my friends every day during the summer. There wasn't much to do...until Chad showed up in this small Ohio town where our options are very limited. He had been hanging out with my Dad's Dream Team and was even faster than Brad Hansen. I was 16 and Chad just turned 20. I couldn't believe it when he asked me out and I just knew my friends would be so jealous. Andrea always got the hot music guys and I seemed to be getting the hot athletes.

Tim and I broke it off after I felt like we were better off friends. Chad and I started going out and making out for 3 weeks before I left for Michigan for 3 weeks. I was so sad and afraid the girls would go after him. It's not like he was going to be staying for long. He'd have to leave for North Carolina in September.

I met Parker Dawson at a community teen dance in Cedarwoods, MI. I remembered him from the summer before, He was this rich preppy Miami, Florida boy who walked into the room like he owned it. He asked me to dance when a Celine Dion song came on. He lived there all summer invited my cousin Nicole and I to go jet skiing and to his bonfire the next day. During the bonfire everyone was underage and drinking when the cops showed up to bust the party. Parker took me on a walk so we were hiding behind a tree when he kissed me. Was this really happening? I felt so guilty because I really wanted to see where things would go with Chad but he would be going back to North Carolina, Parker would go back to Miami and I'd go back to Bluestone, Ohio where it's just the same old selection of boys who I'd known since the 1st grade. I knew Parker was just going to be a fling if anything.

Nicole and I got busted for breaking curfew after the bonfire. Screw curfew, I wasn't going to see Parker again, so I wanted to have fun. Sure enough punishment was waiting for me back at the cabin in the woods. Who gets grounded on summer vacations?! Our sentence wouldn't need to be served until the third week of vacation on a different lake. Odds of meeting more boys there were slim since we didn't have friends in town. Nicole and I asked our older cousin Hannah to cover for us so we could sneak out  and go to the beach with Parker and his cousin Ryan. That night I was faced a decision I wasn't ready to make with a guy I'd only known for two days. We were alone in the darkness on the beach when he started getting a little rough. I had to push him off me and asked him to take me home because we were in the middle of nowhere. We got into an argument but Parker didn't try to force himself on me after I told him no.

The second week of vacation Nicole and I stayed at our Aunt & Uncle's house on a lake two hours south Cedarwoods. Just like old times, we had fun, but we were two sixteen year old girls with nothing much to do. Both Chad and Parker called me and I got a letter in the mail at their house from Chad. Maybe there was hope after all for us. I'd taken his picture with me after a little photo session at my house with my black lab named Bear. What a production that used to be just to take his photo on the trip with me. I went to the pharmacy to have my roll of film developed and put the print in the frame. Nicole had a picture of her boyfriend back in Colorado and I had only been seeing Chad for 3 weeks but it seemed like longer. I wasn't really interested in Parker but he said he'd keep in touch.

Headline

After I got home in August, Chad and I were able to start going out and making out. We only had a month left before he had to leave in September but we had plenty of days to fill when he got done working with the Hansen's. We all went Put Put Golfing in Lima, Ohio at the Squirty Worm. Tim and I went there on our first official date a few months earlier. It was such a strange night for us because we were always doing couple things like watching movies in his basement and watching Malibu Shores in his kitchen with his older brother, Tom Becker, making fun of us. We'd even gone out to see the movie Scream by ourselves and I was so mad he never even tried to hold my hand. I knew he liked me but I never told him I liked him because of Erica. But when Chad showed up, it was magic.

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