• In my third period class theres a boy, his name is Kyle, he's so very smary and funny and handsome. Now dont get me wrong, i didnt come here to rant and rave about the cute boy in class (cue eye-roll). Nah, this story is about what happened after.

    ANyway, Kyle sat right behind me in class and it seemed all that i could do was flirt with him att class period, he would happile flirt back of course. Now, in my highschool days i had a lot, and i mean a lot of boys, who liked me. I was and still am very pretty. I didnt like any of them though, after all, i wasnt allowed to date. I was 16 years old and id never been kissed or had a boyfriend. Period.

    The thing with me was that i enjoyed all the attenetion, craved it even, so me not really grasping what words could do, flirted with every single one of them. It was fun but in doing that it built me up to fall. I had expected that every boy that i met would like me. Pretty stupid huh? but i was sheltered and very naieve.
    But back to the story, Kyle and I would talk and chat and skirt around each other, or so i thought, the truth was that Kyle had a friend, a best friend, Her name was Rebecca.

    Kyle was inlove with rebecca and he had been forever, they grew up together and i was in evitable that he would fall for her as they grew up.

    The sad part was that Rebecca had a boyfriend, in fach she had had many and Kyle still loved her.
    I just didnt understand it. I was prettier and smarter and waay more talented so why in the world didnt he like me.

    Now, before you call me a beoch or shallow or whatever let me explain, even though many guys liked me i never really like any of them, sure it was fun to flirt and stuff but Kyle? he was my first love I really cant explain it all but for those of you readers who know love then you understand.

    Back to the story now, Kyle and Rebecca were both in the school band and they both played the same instrument, i play four instruments and i was planning to join the band next year.

    Welll, there was another man, i guess he was at that time, a senior, 18, who also liked me. he was the most talented in the band, his name was Angel and he was very good looking. I had worshiped the very ground that he walked on since freshman year . so imagine my suprise and genuine elation when i found out that he liked me.

    Long story short: man only wanted one thing. B-o-o-t-y. as in mine. (he said he thoult i was a freak( as in freak in the bed))
    I was sad and then mad as hell, to say the least.
    A few weeks later some nosy people in the band found out that i was in love with Kyle and word spread. So....they found a way to get us alone and Kyle told me that he didnt like me. At all.

    Gosh that was hard to write. but anyway he said he had a deeper bond with Rebecca and that he has known her longer. so we sat there for a little bit a few miniutes later he let me cry into his shirt, (all i could think was that he smelled really good and that i wish he reciprocated my feelings) he left the room after that and i had a good long cry,

    I left the room promising myself that i would still try to be friends with him because he was really a nice guy.
    And guess what Rebecca comes up to me and asks if im okay! The girl who kyle liked more than anything was asking if i was okay

    I wanted to hate her, i really did. But i found i couldnt she was the nicest person in the world. and then i could see why he liked her. But she didnt like him and she never would. He didnt deserve all that hurt either.

    But at last i understood how it felt to be ignored or hut in the ways of love and i vowed to myself that i would respect and be thankful for each and every one of my admirers.

    im a senior now, Im also friends with Rebecca, Angel and i are on steady gound and Im still pinning away after kyle.
    But hey, one can hope and dream....

    Ps.apologies for any errors and or spelling mistakes. I wasnt in the mood to be a grammar nazi.

    Till next time
    -PromiseMeCourage
    Aka Evalina Ray