3 Years

6th Block

     I remember it like it was yesterday. It was another chaotic, day at my middle school. Where the boys were immature, stink terribly, and where people just date to break up in the end. But actually it wasn't like any other day, because I met him. I'm not really sure when the exact day I met him was but the first memory was of us in 7th grade, 6th block. I cant remember how he ended up sitting behind me but, oh, how I'm so happy he did.
     He had hair like the midnight sky. His eyes were the deepest brown, and you just knew everything was going to be alright when he looked at you. And his smile... Anyone could fall in love with that bright smile. I did. He got my attention by poking me every 10 seconds. I swear Mrs. Hildebrand was tired of our talking and flirting. But luckily she never said anything.
     So I caught feelings. He had me wrapped around his finger. So I had told my friends how I liked him. It was a hot day outside, at the bus area, when my friends were going to tell him I liked him. I was so so nervous, considering I wasn't the prettiest and I never got the guys I liked.
     I had curly blonde hair that was shoulder length. I have blue eyes and I'm not very skinny. Im not really big but I'm kind of in the middle. And I am so self conscious. I've always been self conscious, ever since I was a child. When I was in 3/4th grade, maybe even until 5th grade, I always wore hoodies. It never mattered if it was hot, I didn't want anyone to see my stomach. So I wore big clothes. Which is stupid because I think that made me look bigger. I was a good kid, I always made good grades, except in math. I had mental breakdowns in math. Scary times. And I was super nice, I would never hurt anybody on purpose. But that wasn't enough for anyone I liked. I guess it didn't help that I went after people who I obviously had no chance with. Plus I was young, not many young relationships last. Especially in elementary school.
     So my friends came back to me so exited because he said yes!! I was so surprised, how could he like someone like me? I was so happy. So the days passed on and I fell more in love with him each and everyday. We video called almost every night, until we didn't. He went days without talking to me at all. When he did, he was very short with his responses. It hurt me but I kept texting him anyways, like an idiot. I remember the day he broke my heart.
     I was at a cafe with my friends and his friends. And he hadn't talked to me that whole time. I felt so sad. He and his friends sat in a booth while my friends sat at a table. And my friend, Jace, said, "Why aren't you sitting with your girlfriend?" He didn't say anything or move a muscle, but was that really surprising at this point? So Jace went over to him to talk and see what was wrong and he came back with the crushing news. He didn't want to be with me anymore. And I walked out of there crying. And my friend, Alyssa, came outside to comfort me. We walked on the sidewalk around the cafe and other stores, talking about everything, and me just crying my eyes out. So after a while we went and sat on a bench that was near the cafe. I looked over and saw him and his other friends walking in the distance. They were leaving. Alyssa soon had to leave and I just sat there on the bench. Feeling my first true heartbreak.
    So I did what I probably shouldn't have done and texted him. I texted with tears clouding my vision, "Im sorry..Im not mad at you 😔 Everything can go back to the way it was before you said yes 😊 Im fine don't worry about hurting my feelings." And of course, no last response. But that was probably for the best.