Chapter Six

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When I was little, I used to see teenage boys chasing girls all the time, thinking 'why would you ever do that?'

But as I got older the same boys I was friends with that stayed away from girls, started gravitating towards them, and I didn't.

And in middle school a new term was introduced to me. Horny. Not knowing what it was,I asked.

My friends says that getting horny was when a girl would do something-anything-that made the thing in your pants go wild.

Honestly, I felt a little left out, because it never happened to me.

Until 8th grade

In the 8th grade there was a group of girls that my friends and I were completely off limits to.

I was never really fond of any of them until one girl entered that group.

She was so nice to everyone, even people like me. When the group would pass us in the hall, she would say 'hi', not a whole conversation, yet a simple gesture, which was more than the other girls would do.

That girl, made the thing in my pants go wild.

The swing of her hair, whenever she would turn around, the brightness of her teeth when she flashed her gorgeous, friendly smile, and mostly the dark swirl of mystery in her beautiful brown eyes.

That same year, I realized that there is more to feel than horny. There was love.

On March 7, she and I were walking down the hall together when I asked her if she knew what people were saying about me. She nodded

  "Hanging out with me can ruin your entire social life"

She thought for a second, looked deep into my eyes and said "I believe you, are worth it"

That girl, I've been in love with her since that day.

And her name is Taylor-Ann.

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