Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club. Oh John Hughes, we miss you so. No one was able to capture the angst of being a teenager better than you (and Molly Ringwald, of course).
I don’t know about y’all, but when I was high school I used to watch these movies on a loop. I would imagine myself playing the part of Molly Ringwald and just wish that one of the boys I had a crush on would even notice me. I would even call their house and hope they would answer. And if they did, I hung up. And if their mom answered, I hung up. So, really, I am not sure what I was trying to accomplish with that plan, but it was back in the days before caller ID, so it was cool. Sometimes I would make my friend Pam drive me past their houses, where I would duck down furiously in the seat if they happened to be outside. So, again, what was I going for there? Not really sure.
In a surprise to no one reading this right now, I never had a Molly Ringwald moment.
But it doesn’t stop me from the fantasy of my teenage self choosing between two classic 80’s heartthrobs:
Jake Ryan vs. John Bender
First we have Jake Ryan. Oh Jake, you had it all, didn’t you? The perfect hair, the best preppy clothes, the sensitive soul, and of course those eyes, that smile, I am practically swooning while I write this. You didn’t need that Barbie doll girlfriend Caroline when you had Samantha waiting for you, just hoping that you would for once notice her. And notice her you did. When you leaned against your red Porsche waiting outside the wedding, my teenage heart almost burst.
But this is no cakewalk for you Jake. You have a worthy opponent in John Bender.
Bender, I can see you now with your smoldering, half-smile, half-sneer as you pretended to be so above it all. Your slightly dirty, but somehow still perfectly arranged bad boy hair, wearing your combat boots acting as if nothing mattered to you. Except for Claire, of course, because there was no denying the connection when you looked at her. Could a bad boy and a prom queen actually make it work? My teenage heart certainly wanted to think so.
So which one made your high school pulse race? Were you someone who went after the strait-laced, jock type or did you have a bit of an edge and look for the guy who would help you break some rules?
Would you rather have dated Jake Ryan or John Bender in high school?
Tell us your choice in the comments and if you have a picture of yourself from high school, head on over to our Facebook page and share it. Think of that as your “extra credit” assignment!