the first time i saw you in the cruise, i was with a group of four others. we'd just come back from a night swim and i walked into the teen zone area.
and i saw you for the first time.
honestly, you didn't make much of an impression on me at first. i felt nothing towards you at that moment, no sparks, no electricity, no butterflies.
you were dancing in the room and at one point, because you lost a game we were playing with the other the teens, the person in charge of us told you to do a pole dance.
you did it. nothing too sexual or cringey, you just twirled around the pole, amid cheers from the other kids.
i cheered for you too.
you had really good moves. that was all i remembered thinking at the time, with no other feelings of affection.
yet.
little did i know how much that would change.
YOU ARE READING
for the boy in the cruise.
Non-Fictionthis is for the boy I met in the cruise. the boy who never returned any feelings for me. the boy whom I'll never see again. (everything I write in this book is completely what I experienced. I am recording every detail down to keep track of the c...
