Chapter Three.
It's been two days since me and him have known each other. Then I realized, I don't even know his name and I'm sure he doesn't know mine. So when we met at my locker like every day. "Hey, I just realized, we don't know each other's names.", I said softly. "Hi I'm Jeremy.", he smiled and said softly. "I'm Lisa.", I replied smiling a mile a minute. Three weeks later we had gotten to know each other a little better. He showed me how to have fun and told me his deepest secrets. He told me how his sister got raped by his father and how they don't live with his father anymore but they live with his drunken mother. I told him how I was always considered a freak even to my family.
He knew more about me then my parents did. I really felt like I was special. I felt like I belonged. Like I wasn't a freak. He took me out to a dinner and we had a lot of fun together. I wanted us to be more than friends at times but then again I realized that if we break up, we may not be friends anymore and I don't want to lose him. Not my only friend. Not too soon.
Months went by and every day after school I would go to his house and he would choose our adventure for the day. We spent hours together. Days even. And so far months. One day we were talking at the hillside. He asked me, "So have you ever even had your first crush?" "Well, no.", I responded. "Oh." was all he could say. Then we just sat there staring at each other, smiling like maniacs. He leaned in. I was confused. He leaned further and our lips touched. He had kissed me. Butterflies fluttering in my stomach. He pulled away and I pull him back. We sit there kissing. Then we watch the sunset hand in hand. I'm finally happy!
