The Beginning

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It was eighth grade for me in my school. The coronavirus pandemic finally began to slow down, and we were able to, somewhat, go back to normality.

You were able to feel the enthusiasm of everyone in the school. No one would admit it, but they really missed the school and going to it every day. I was one of those people. Online learning was difficult for me. It was really nice being able to eat in the cafeteria again and see everyone. Now, not everything was back to normal. If you were sick, you had  to wear a mask or stay home if you had even a small fever. We also had to sanitize our desks after every class period. It was a lot to take in, and some people managed better than others. Personally, I was just ready for high school. So all I did was make sure I had good grades. 

I had a friend group that I always hung out in during lunch and outside of school, and I was really really into one of the members of the group. His name was Ryan. He was tall, had black hair, tan skin, really athletic, and loved anime with a passion. He and I would talk from time to time about music or play Minecraft together. It was always so much fun. I made it really obvious I liked him, but he never took the hint. But he wasn't the only person I had the hots for. There was another kid. He wasn't like Ryan at all. That was partially why I liked him a bit more. His name was Riley. he was shorter than me, blonde, had glasses, and played video games almost all the time. Riley and I got along a lot better because we had a lot more to talk about and a lot more in common. I never really let myself be myself around Ryan because I was kind of an odd specimen. (still am) I acted quiet and kept a different humor around him. Not with Riley, though. I was completely myself. And he noticed that.

It didn't take long for us to get flirty with each other. He would tell me how he loved the freckles on my face and arms, and he would tell me how much he loved my hair and the way it was always so wavy and long. He would call me unique, cute, pretty, you name it. We knew we liked each other. We just never admitted it. We would play games all night and always hang out during school. It got to the point where we would be asked almost daily if we liked each other or if we were dating. We never really knew what to say to the people who asked us because we didn't even know. Until we did 

December 8th, 2021   -  he texted me after school. "Hey, can we talk?" My heart leaped when he asked me that. "Of course! what's on your mind?" I answered, my hands shaking. "Lately, I've been under some kind of uncomfortable pressure regarding our relationship." In that moment, I thought it was all over. My mind automatically went to the worst and assumed he didn't like me they way I thought. "Oh jeez, I'm so so sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel this way." I responded almost instantly, I knew I had to say something. "You know what? I've had to tell you this for months now."I really really like you."I think you're so sweet, and I think you're so funny."Every day I find myself thinking about you, I actually think I've fallen in love with you." I was so scared. What if he didn't feel the same way I did? Then it would be all over. "Yknow what? I feel the same way."You make me feel all those things, I think you're so beautiful, and you're all I can think about." Reading that text was like learning how to breathe again. He liked me back. "So can we make it official?" He asked, "Hell yeah!!" I said. And that was that.

December 8th, 2021, was when my first real relationship started. Every part of me was shaking in joy. I was so excited to watch each other grow as people, and I was so excited for everything we were going to do together and for everything we were going to learn. It was the start of something completely new. I was so ready. 
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