He was my FIRST. My first love, first boyfriend, and first kiss. He was the first one to break my heart into a million pieces. And, was it him who took away my virginity? I'm not so sure about anymore, everything was a blur. All happened in high school, at age fifteen. Three years have passed and now I'm in college. I finally moved on and learned to be happy again with my new boyfriend. Everything was bright again in my life. Until the day I found out he's back to bother me--- my ex-boyfriend. They say everyone has their first, but will they be the last?