My name isn't important. But my story is. And this is the story of how I met the most important person in my life.
It all started a couple weeks into school. I was a freshman.
My friend Maria was good friends with him, but I never worked up the nerve to talk to him. I told Maria he was cute.
Once the whole class had an outdoor project, so we all went outside and Maria and I were having a normal conversation. Then he intervened.
"I had to take the mechanical baby home last month. It was awful!" I shrieked.
Surprised, I turned around to hear him add to the conversation.
"My friend just put his in the freezer." He said.
I wanted to laugh, but it was silent. I was instantly coming off as a bitch.
But in time, he wouldn't think so.
YOU ARE READING
He's taken
RomanceI fall too easily. But Im also too picky. I met him. He was perfect. But taken... How I dealt with it. Based on my true story, certain names and places have been changed.
