Remember When

I'm in love with my best friend. How did this happen? How could I let this happen. Allen and I had been best friends for as long as I could remember. His tall slim body always protecting and hovering over mine. I could I not see it before? There's no way he feels the same. But if only I could remember when we started this whole mess...........

It was the summer before 8th grade, I had finally persuaded Allen to come and ride at my horse back riding barn. He was hesitant at first, with him going into freshman year and all, but soon enough he agreed. We started taking lessons together with my best friend Ashley. She and Allen became really close, but she wasn't the dating type. I tried to tell myself that over and over again, but somehow it just made me even more jealous. For awhile I thought it was just that I didn't want my best friend taken away, but there was something more deep down inside. I learned to brush it off when ever it occurred. We grew even closer than we were before he started riding, but not as close as I soon learned I would want us to be.