My John

Let's get on with the story. My sophomore year I went to Disneyland with a group from my school. Yes, Disneyland. You read that correctly. My school was a private school, so we could do that stuff. I went with my dad's class actually, so my mom and dad were on this trip, along with a girl that had just become a part of my friend group named Maddie. She doesn't fit much into this story, so you don't need to know much about her. We had an amazing day at Disneyland, and I'll tell you this, do not try to hug a Stormtrooper. Trust me, it doesn't work out the way you want it to. I suppose I really had come out of my shell.

At the end of the night, we met up with two guys from the class, Keith, and John, who were best friends.. At this time, Keith and I were flirting quite a bit on a daily basis, and eventually we started dating. We however, were just a fling. The real man of this story is, John.

My John.

Where Keith was one of the guys who you couldn't wear heels around, John was the kind that would look down at your legs and smile slightly. Or at least he always did that to me. Or maybe, he was just looking at me. His light brown hair and green eyes seemed to truly bring joy to my heart in a way that I hadn't experienced before.