I had scene him around at church, knew his face and his name but not him. I saw him playing guitar after school and thought he was cool, that's all I knew. Then I met him. He and my Friend had just broke up, I didnt even know they were dating. D and I had just walked down to the youth center for second service, she was talking to me about there break up and interdiced me. He hugged her and gave me his dorky high five -knuckles and I was over washed with emotions. Butterflies. Lust. Excitement. Confusion. Denial. And over all guilt. I couldn't like him! He is my friends ex! Doesn't that break girl code or something? I came to the conclusion I would tell anybody about my feelings towards him, like I usually did. …show more content…
We saw each other everywhere, mainly at break. He would hug me and flirt. I was see him between classes and he would even come up to me just to hug me! By this time I realized I actually liked him and I couldn't Denied it anymore. One fateful Friday afternoon we said hi to each other over by the court yard like we would during school, but this time he asked If I wanted to hang out with him and of course I said yes! It was awkward at first, he had to finish stuff in a class room, this making me fell uninvited and said I might go home but he instead I stay. During the next few minutes in the classroom he found a banana costume he had been looking for to wear to the farmers market, little did I know how this would be used later. After we left the classroom we walked down the senior hall and further, deciding we should spend our time before the game just walking around the school. We came to a stop in a semi familiar place, it was by the auto shop and was a quiet circle of cement benched potters with trees and flowers in them. I had been here with friends exploring in the summer and several years back with my sister, always loving it but never going back now that it's my …show more content…
He asked me other personal questions and I answer, never had a instantly trusted someone like I did then. I remember being he first to sit down and him standing and talking but I don't remember when he sat down. I do however remember that i couldn't believe what was happening! I,Jane doe, was sitting by the guy I liked! And alone! Oh boy oh boy! What a great day! We continued to talk, it was the day of homecoming elections so we both had flowers one to state we had been nominated. We both lose but it was fun while it lasted. Anyways, we sat and talked, he was wearing his school spirt shirt and I was wearing my dress that has the Jean top. He had "war paint" on his face that was blue and gold (school colors). He told me how he stopped running because he has a heart condition, a few minutes later he did the worse thing. He faked passed out on me! When he finally realized how panicked I was he let me know he was joking. But now he had his head on my lap! Wow, how great he is at making a move! Lol. This was great! I of course didn't know what to do so I played with his hair a little bit. Later on he tried to have me bite his finger moving it around. He would get closer to his lips and circle them, joking about how close I would get. I of course I knew what he was trying to do, I remember him saying " we need to fix that soon" when I told him about the last time if been kissed.
He’s admired me since we were in Level Three. Plus, since he’s two years older than everyone else so he’d always been bigger and more intimidating and poor me became his the victim of his affection. He was really sweet for the first few weeks. I was probably only twelve and while I am tall for my age, I weighed little to nothing, and he always stood taller. He’d help me reach for books in the library, he’d offer to carry my things, and then things slowly got worse. He’d grab ahold of my hand or wrist and pull me along, no matter how hard I fought. He’d stalk me as I’d walk home, and on the last day of school everyone was invited to the big bonfire that was being held. Of course I went. I might not have been a social butterfly, but bonfires were rare, and I was obsessed with the
When I first saw him I’m I didn’t know how far, how escalated, how hard I’d fall for him.
We'd been together for two weeks, and while it was great to be able to make out with him regularly and it was awesome to know he liked me a lot, I have to say it felt a little strange too.
Was it a normal, ordinary day. Also, it’s my first day at high school and new friends I met. Around I walked, saw a teacher, asked how his day was. Never responded. Maybe I should make sure he could see me, but at least I knew his name, it was Randy. By me, many teachers walked, but they also never responded. It also seemed like Randy had a gas tank with him.
I was standing at the food court, so I went up to him. I said “Hi” , and he gave me a hug. My heart was beating so fast, I was freaking out. I was so happy. So, we started talking about High School Musical and I asked if they were going to make another movie, and when he said “yes”, it
I started going onto my friend's accounts and seeing if I could find his profile, no luck there, so I tried friends of friends and then, I went from there and frantically looked a ton. I couldn’t help it, I thought I had a crush on this guy. I did so much research that night, that it finally paid off. I remembered that I picked up his name earlier, it was Noah, Noah Norton, from one of his friends who spoke with him. I was definitely stalking his entire profile to find out what he was like, and even to see if he had a girlfriend, but, he didn’t, I was very excited. But, then I thought about if I were to add him tonight, it would be even more awkward between us the next day, so I decided to wait until I got home from band
Several years ago I was working as a stage manager for a theater production in New York City. A group of us went out to a restaurant after the show. Afterwards, I drove a few people home. One by one I dropped each person off until only one passenger was left. He was a member of the cast who had a bit too much to drink at the restaurant. I pulled the car over in front of his apartment building and announced it was his stop. Instead of opening the door and leaving, he sat there for a moment and then asked me for a kiss. He did not get physical, he just sat there,
sat beside me. He put his arm around my shoulders, and when the people on the
I invited him to one of my parties, and feeling flattered as he should 've he came. I watched him throughout the
This night of course never happened, I had fooled him into drinking just a bit too much and he passed out and the next morning awoke to find himself in my room, and in my arms, but nothing ever happened.
So, we both sat, staring at each other, at first it was kind of awkward, he didnt speak too much, just sat and drank his tea from that little porcelain cup I took out of the drawer, I only used them on special occassions but hey, its not like you meet death every day isnt it?
Star struck as I was, we texted for weeks over the summer, so much as to that my friends and mom would question why I was always on my phone and what was causing the occasional giggling whenever I was on it. He wanted to meet me in real life and kiss me! Who would want to kiss me? I had hardly looked in a boy’s direction, let alone hung out with one and then go as far as a peck on the lips! I was terrified, we would set a date and as the big day came I would make an excuse “My family and I are doing something that day.”, “I am so sorry, something came up!” I
As time go’s on, our relationship began to flourish. He would pick me up to go out to eat, spend the night on weekends, and we’ll talk on
I am trying to go to my locker and find my first class before I am late.” I responded. He took my schedule and said “Oh we have first and second period together and these are for you.” He handed me a bouquet of flowers and
We were chemistry lab partners our freshmen year; not that he remembered the girl that helped him pass that class. He tried, but chemistry is not his strong suit. We studied for hours before big tests together, but that was before he was Mr. Football, the guy everyone wanted to be and the boyfriend every girl wanted. I on the other hand was nothing more than a poor college student working at Target and Kohl’s to help pay tuition. We had a few classes together