Anonymous
We were just kids in the beginning.
Middle schoolers who didn't have a care in the world and were more concerned about how much hair they've grown rather then the world's problems. We were almost too carefree... ignoring everything that we'd have to put too much work in to.
That was us.
I had been feeling a bit blue for some time just seeing the way he'd sometimes talk to the girl up the street from where I lived. He would always have this cheeky smile on this face when he'd smell her strawberry shampoo wafting from down the street.
It always set me off.
I even tried copying her.
I would wear the same clothes she'd wear, talk the way she did, and I mean I tried everything to get him to notice me. He never did though and continued to look at her even as we got into seventh then eighth grade.
He asked her out and I stopped talking to him after. But the sad thing was that I didn't even want to tell him how I felt because I did not want to be that vulnerable to him.
I'd see them in the hallways- laughing and smiling as they were walking through the school. They basically became known as the power couple while I was just the loner who didn't know how to speak up and it was frustrating.
It really was.
