A post in which Megan reveals a little too much about herself

So back in the later years of high school (11th and 12th grades), I had this temporary band teacher, Mr. P. He was hella sweet, pretty intelligent, and fairly attractive. Needless to say, I had a little bit of a crush on him. Around this time I was about 17 and he was like 23-24 so not a huge age gap. The marching band went to Kennywood (an amusement park in Pittsburgh) and he rode with my group (the seniors) most of the day and I remember he was my riding buddy more often than not. Seriously huge crush on him.

Today, I went to Kennywood with a group of friends. I saw Mr. P there. Several times. It honestly took everything within me to not run up to him and give him my number. I’m no longer a student or underage. Yep. That’s a thing that almost happened today. He definitely noticed and remembered me because I caught him staring on two separate occasions.