Let’s start at the beginning

I want to start at the beginning. I was 14, a sophomore in a new class. My class was small and had only 5 girls. I was the girl next door, you could say. Not the prettiest, but not bad on the eyes either. 2 of the other girls were those that think wearing high heels and make up will get you anywhere. Well, at that time, we all thought so since these things would get you all the boys’ attention, but most of us wouldn’t wear them. I never struggled with boys, at least not in a friendzone way. Guys would always see me as one of their own, and I guess this will have a play in this story.


By April I was friends with all my class and I particularly got along with this guy who lived close to me. His name was James. He had hair like an angel, blonde and curly, and amazing green eyes. One of the ‘make up’ girls (the less pretty one) was trying to make a move on him, since her friend was dating his best friend and so she thought this made sense. She didn’t actually like him, she just didn’t want to be alone. One day he was complaining again about how she wouldn’t stop making the moves on him and so we made a pact: I would pretend to be dating him for a couple of days so she would step down. We wouldn’t have to kiss or anything. Just hold hands and hug in front of them.


So next day, we go to school together, like we always did, but holding hands and announcing to everyone we had started dating. The look on her face was priceless. It had worked, she didn’t try anything that day. The next day we went to the movies. Me, him and another friend of ours. And I was cuddling with him, because you know keeping up appearances. Mid film, he kisses me. I kiss him back. Suddenly, it all made sense. How did I not see that I liked him for so long? My heart started racing, and I just couldn’t stop smiling. It was my first love. Of course I didn’t know how it felt! 

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  1. MiaJune 24, 2020 at 8:57 PM

    Next week I'll write about another one of my first times...

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