Yes I know I am only in 8th grade. You say I don't know what love is but let's be honest. Who really does? We never know if a person really loves us as they say they do. They paralize your heart with these thoughts and feelings, escaping you from reality. But the heart wants what it wants.
My first kiss was Terrance Humphries (Luke). He was the first person to paralyze my heart. Being with him was the best part of my day. The worst was when we parted. Luke was the first one I gave my heart to. He made me feel confident. He made me feel beautiful. That was a big mistake. He broke my heart. All those feelings of self confidence and beauty? Vanished. And I know his girlfriend (who happens to be my best friend/ ride or die nigga) is reading this. Hi Chrissy ^-^
The first guy I cried over was Adam Shank. Yeah I know, his name is funny. He was like a best friend. My other half. We took band together. He played clarinet. I played flute. See all my friends told me he was flirting with other girls but I didn't want to believe it. And our relationship wasn't perfect. We fought a lot but I cared for him. Perhaps a lot more than I should have. He eventually broke up with me. I cried. That bastard never cared.
The first guy that tried to have sex with me was Trenton Edwards. It was in 5th grade. (Yeah I know, ew.)
He was the most noticed guy in school. A lot of girls liked him. And somehow, he caught eyes for me. He was an AYAC football player and my group cheered for his team. Cliche I know. One day he was in a car accident. I wasn't allowed to visit him in the hospital but once Trent was out, we went out... Chaperoned, of course.
We went back to his house. My mom and his mom Kellie sat in the kitchen with his little sister Trinity talking. Trent, his brother Tony and I sat in their gaming room. We let Tony play while we watched. He whispered my name in my ear. When I turned, he kissed me. It was odd. I know now I should have told him no but at the time, I didn't want to seem rude. We started making out. He then kissed my neck. He mumbled against my neck, "Do you want to go to my room?" That's when my eyes got wide. "No." Is where I drew the line.
