This Horrible Thing Called Love.

My Prince Charming

Unlike the other girls, when I was little I used to hate the idea of being swept up my feet by a gross icky prince that was spoiled rotten, but I never, not in a million years thought that something like this would ever happen to me. But before I start ranting on about how this really cute guy I've liked from like forever ago turned into something more, let me introduce myself. Hi, my name is Amber Trujillo and I go to high school here in California. I'm a really independent person and I believe anything a guy can do a girl can do and even better!
So please understand that when this horrible thing happened, I didn't know what to do.
It all started in 5th grade when Dean Winston had to show up and be all cute, and athletic, and just plain perfect.
I was perfectly fine before then. I was the smartest in the class, the fastest runner at recess and voted president in Mrs.Rodriguez's 4th grade class. I honestly thought everything was perfectly-perfect until HE had to show up.
I honestly envied him for a very, very long time but something inside of me would just feel warm and fuzzy when he would look my way with his crystal blue eyes or ask me for Mrs.Green's notes in Spanish class.
After a while (4 years) I kind of got used to him being near me. Just his scent would get me high, HIS laugh was perfect, and his hair was something I could run my fingers through all day.
We would hang out every chance we got which I personally loved. We would either be playing video games, watching a movie, or studying together. We practically looked like the real deal, even my mom asked once or twice if we were dating. Every time someone would come up to us and ask if we were a couple I would get butterflies in my stomach and be the happiest girl in the world......for about ten seconds because right after I would get sucked back into reality when Dean would say "No were just friends"and smile politely. Except the thing is I loved the idea of him and I. Sometimes I would just imagine how my name would sound if I had his last name. "Amber Winston" I would repeat to myself on hours without end. Which was really weird considering that not too long ago I thought boys were disgusting creatures that came from another planet in the Milky Way.
But, I guess things change and right now I have the hugest crush imaginable x2 and to be honest now at this stage in life I do want "A prince" to sweep me off my feet (or at least cuddle with me,) and I would love for that prince to be Dean Winston
(To be continued........)