Once Upon A Time

This story starts where everything else does: high school. In a school where the cliques exist with an invisible line separates one from another -- everyone knows about it, but no one talks about it. But one boy jumps from section to section, playing the field, until one day, he jumps into my pool. Gotta admit that the attention is nice, and the part that I like the most? The flattery that he dishes out. And it's all for me. That is, until I find out it's a game, then the flattery become little shards of glass, stabbing me every time I think about it. But still... Do I forgive him or do I forget him? Neither one is easy, and yet, both are necessary to move on.