The History of My Love
It was the second semester of my eighth grade year in middle school. Seventh period science I sat across the room from the most beautiful girl i had ever seen. Her name is Shawna, she is just wow and i still think that about her.
After third quarter was over my teacher had rearranged the order of our seats and ended up right next to her. I was so nervous that my whole body was shaking, I went and sat in my new seat and you could hear me shaking in the desk. It was really bad. As the last part of the year I grew to like her, at first as a friend but then as time went on i saw her as more than a friend and i think she did to.
Well the summer came and went i hadent talked to her since the last day of school. It was time for football practice to start for the season and there she was, at the football meeting, she was going to be our manager for the year. You know being a guy and playing football i had to try and make myself look good and try to impress her.
Well she never paid any real attention to us players on the field until we needed water anyway. But sitting in study one day i turned to my friend shana, different person, and i told her who i want to go to the homecoming dance with. Thats where it all started, i was in love and i knew it because we did go tot he dance together, me and Shawna, and we had a good time. I wanted to be more than just friends with her.
I wrote her note that next monday and i held onto it for a few says wondering if i should give it to her or not. Then the day of our game came it was a thursday and i gave to her, not personally of course i had one of my friends do it for me. I was so nervous because I didnt know what she was going to say.
The note told her that i liked her and that i had never had a girlfriend before and that i wanted her to be my first.
I kept glanceing at her throughout that entire game that night hoping she give me a look. She did and i loved it, it put a smile on my face and the passion to win in my eyes. I did what i could to help our team go on to victory in that game.
I was so tired on the bus ride home, i sat one seat behind her in the next row and i was giving her happy but tired looks. I was about to fall asleep when i felt something hit me in the face, it was note from her it hit me in the head. i picked it up and read it when i got home, I was so happy
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