Shortly after that, I started liking Aber.
Aber was my BFFADGAC or my Best Friend From A Different Gender And Country.We started getting older, not third graders but Fourth Graders. The whole having guy friends was becoming even awkwarder than it was before. Everyone assumed that I liked all my guy friends. eww.
We started 'hating' each other. I'd hit him with various objects, bats, bowling balls, bowling pins, books, pencils, and my bare hand. I sometimes even grabbed his backpack when he was going home. But he put up with it. Hehehe strong little person.
We used to call each other idiot, stupid, gay, lesbian, tomboy, woman, man, old lady, and all those terms whom seemed to be bad to little kids. It was our 'game' I guess.
I didn't care though. At least it kept us together, and every time he looked directly at my eyes, I felt a huge panick; he just gave me an even more 'offensive' word though. Hehehe.
YOU ARE READING
Had I done something different.
Teen FictionSo a lot of people ask me why. So here's the whole story. Of how I loved him. This is a story of a young girl. She finds a guy she loved. And she explains her story. I hope you like.