It Will Get Better

Grade Seven

I don't really remember grade seven, as the school stuff, I do remember it was the first year I had ever been in a split class. Normally they split up the grade sevens and eights evenly but in this class, there were more grade eights than sevens. Also, there were way more boys than girls. Out of all the grade sevens, there were only five grade seven girls, FIVE. 

You are probably wondering why the number five is so bad.  Well as you know school consists of multiple group projects, but you see in elementary school we only did partners, just two. So having all the girls always leaving me out all the time I decided I needed to find a new group of friends. 

From my new decision, I became friends with the grade eights, this is where I met my first boyfriend. His name was Ben, and he was the first guy I really had a crush on. During grade seven I became extremely close to all the grade eights and they became my best friends. I have so many memories from that year, it was one of the best years of my life no doubt. 

One of my favourite memories that still makes me laugh is the one time I snorted lemonade out of my nose. At my elementary, we weren't allowed phones, at all, but that didn't stop kids from going on them, especially me. One time at lunch I was showing my friends a vine of a person dancing in a shak costume with the song playing in the background saying, "Sharkia, sharika." 

All of the sudden one of the strictest teachers entered the room and we quickly shoved my phone under my friend's lunch pale. As the teacher walked in I decided to take a drink of my lemonade and as soon as I had taken a sip my phone blasted the song screeching "SHARKIA,SHARKIA." I went to take a huge gasp of air as I was beginning to burst out laughing and all the lemonade I had just taken in went straight up my nose and it burned. 

Finally, the teacher left the room and me and all my friends just brusted into collective laughter, filling the room full of cheerful smiles and giggles. I still look back on that and laugh, it was the most painful and funny thing to ever happen to me. 

Moving on to the part that started to change my life, when the guy who was soon to be my boyfriend rejected me multiple times. I'm pretty sure the first time I admitted I had feelings for him was after Christmas break. I remember sending him a huge text message about my feelings for him and how much I liked him and blah, blah, blah. The next day I remember how awkward school was, and then during our first break we were outside and he came up to me and admitted him didn't like me like that and that he was sorry and all the usual crap someone says to you when they reject you. 

I was, of course, hurt at first and I ignored him for countless days but that didn't stop me from preserving to get him to like me. Finally, as the school came to an end and summer began Ben finally admitted he liked me and just like that we were dating.  I still remember our first kiss like it was yesterday because it was not very good. 

Flashback to me sitting on my trampoline with my grade eight friends on a cool early summer night. We were playing an intense game of truth or dare and finally the dare I had been daunting finally came. One of the girls asked me, "Hey Harley, truth or dare." 

"Ummmmm, dare I guess"

"I dare you to kiss Ben"

"No, I don't wanna this will be our first kiss" 

"No one will look I promise. 

So as everyone turned their heads away me and ben leaned in for a kiss and our lips met. I don't quite remember the kiss because it was nowhere near as amazing as some of the other kiss I've had. 

Although that was mine and Bens' first true kiss we always considered our second kiss the first one. One night we were on Ben's trampoline just lying there staring up at the stars and talking. A shooting star shot across the sky and I gasped and exclaimed, "Did you see that? It was a shooting star! Make a wish!" 

"Okay Harley I'll make one, but you have to make one too"

"already did! What did you wish for ben?"

"I can't tell you or it won't come true."

"OH come on you tell me and I'll tell you mine." 

"Nope I can't"

"what does it have to do with?"

"You, Harley."

"Okay just tell me, actually I think I know what it is, and if its what I think its the same as my wish."

From that Ben sat up slightly and looked at me, he leaned in for a kiss and our lips met again. Again I don't really remember how the kiss felt, I don't really remember if it was good or bad, I just remember it being my first real kiss and I will never forget that. 

That summer consisted of late nights at Bens house, we would stay out on his trampoline all day and all night until around ten or eleven when my mom would pick me up. I spent my whole summer with him. That summer was devoted to him and only him, I started to realize how much I liked being in a relationship. Ben was even the person I went on my first rollercoaster with. Which we then continued to visit Canada's Wonderland around five times that summer. 

This summer seems amazing and it was don't get me wrong, but after the high of me and Ben were together I started to realize things about our relationship. This is when I started to realize the kinda person I was and what I did was not good.