Despisable

I'm not perfect. Not that regular junior in high school. No boys like me, but why would I care? All I care about is my grades and getting into my dream university. But this was all before him. Before the boy who changed my life in one month. I hated him, utterly and completely despised him with all of my being. Why did I hate him? I don't know. He just had that look. The indescribable shine on his brown eyes that made me believe I hated him. I don't. Not anymore, at least. But that might change some day. He makes me happy. He makes me feel whole. His simplicity in what he calls romance makes my heart skip a beat, but I didn't always feel this way.