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his hands were cold but cheering . his hugs were warm , and comforting . my freinds called him a player , I called them liers . But how can something so wrong feel so right . My sister always told me the same thing as my freinds,  they dont trust him but ofcourse I didnt listen .

the next day I was trying to look him up on facebook , then I found him , ahhhhhhhh I screeched in excitment .

I was on the phone with one of my best freinds her name was jedine , and to get things straight , let me tell you she hated carlos so much , although she never told me why . As I ignored jedines hatred against carlos I added him and LUCKILY HE ECXEPTED !!!!!! .

I quickly went to his facebook page and pressed send message as I typed I wrote " Hey carlos wassup " . I guess I wasnt trying to make a fool of myself , but I was trying to act cool , but I failed he messaged back "whos this "

SHIT I said to myself in my head . " uhhhhh its stephanie from the dance last night , remember ? "

He messaged back , but no I didn't want to read the message , what if he didnt remember and what if he did I wasn't sure but I had to look . as I opened up the message he typed back " oh yea stephanie wassup "

I was glad he remembered , but I had to go to sleep I was tired so I typed goodnight and fell asleep .

The next day was the best he hit me in the head with a football . how was that amazing though , I have no idea I told myself , when he hit me he smiled and said sorry . I had no comment but a smile.

When I got home I rushed on my phone and messaged him thats when a mirical happened , He told me he liked me what was I supposed to do say oh and silently say I like him to . " oh I rlly like u too " I replied . But was " rlly " too much to say i have no idea but what happened ........happened

The next day at school he asked me out , I knew it was to soon I berly knew the guy for 2 days . but my stupid ass said yes but I thought I was doing the right thing . he smiled , and I smiled back .

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