Story's Of My Life

My first crush

Well... I was in the 4th grade. There was this boy. Lets call him T.

So I sat behind him in class, and next to me sat this really annoying kid.

We shall call him A for annoying.

So, in front of me sat T, who I did not at that time have a crush on. He sat next to a girl who always talked to him. Lets call her L.

So one day, I heard L talking to T. She was just listing a bunch of girls names from my class. T kept shaking his head no, and I was wondering what they were talking about, and I perked up when L said my name and he nodded his head. I decided to bud into the conversation because, I had heard my name.

TIME FOR PERSPECTIVES.

"What?" I asked, L and T, causing them to turn around and look at me. T looked at L nervously than went back to doing his work.

"Nothing." L responded. I looked at T again, than asked him.

"Why did you say my name?" I asked them.

L mouthed, I'll tell you later.

A than turned to me. "I know what they were talking about."

I spun my head to look at him, and asked him what they said.

"She was asking him who he liked." He said a bit louder.

I started to get the feel that T had a crush on me, but I wasn't sure. L and T turned around to look at me and A, because of hearing of what A had said.

T than went to the bathroom and that's when L started to hint it to me.

"T likes someone in this class. Guess."

I started to get annoyed by the fact that she was making me play the guessing game, but I wanted to know. I than started saying all of the girls in my class' names, except for mine. She said no for all of them, and that's when I said my name.

She nodded, and told me that he liked me and than turned back around when T came back. He stared at me, and I stared at him.

For the next couple of days, having him in my class, I asked him if he liked me. He would either freeze than run away, or pretend like he didn't hear me. About after a week, he confessed that he liked me, and I realized that I liked him too.

We started to play this game with each other, kind of like tag. He would call me the "evil boot" because I always wore uggs to school. At least during the winter.

This game and our crushes for each other continued all the way to the 6th grade. I would always cry, because I knew he liked me and he even told one of my guy best friends that he liked me. He just never told me. I decided to move along. In the 4th grade, he drew me a picture of a bear with a heart in the middle as the stomach. He had his friend deliver it to me, and we would write back and forth.

To this day, I have the note. Sadly I gave up my crush for him, because I didn't want to have to keep crying over him to think that he'd never ask me out or tell me that he liked me. He was the sweetest crush I've ever had. By far.

Well. That's my first storyyy. It's not the best, but it's true. Well all my stories are true.

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