In the beginning of 8th grade, I hooked up with a boy named Ryan B. He wasn't "all that" but he was nice and accepted me for who I was. Before we hooked up I talked to him for a long time and we became really close.
After we hooked up I felt kid of uncomfortable. It's hard to explain. He kept suggesting that we hook up again but I didn't want to. I didn't want to tell him that so I started to talk to him less and less. I think he got the hint because he didn't talk to me again for a long time. I felt horrible about this because he is so sweet.
Towards the end of 8th grade I thought I started to like him again. I dont think he ever forgave me for treating him like I did after we hooked up. Sometimes when I say hi to him in the hallway he just looks at me. I can't tell if it's Because he doesn't like me or thinks he's too good for me now(because Luke befriended him).
I was in the hallway with Izzy and we saw Ryan and his friends Jared and Xavier, walking toward us. I said hi to all of them and no one answered except Jared who said "oh can I have a goldfish?" And when I told him no, I got a dirty look and they all kept walking.
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RandomThis story is based on true events of what happened to my friends and I thought middle school and high school. I am continuing to write as our lives go on.
