We were the best of friends, only better. I made him be himself around me, as so did he. We met as the beginning of our highschool came into play and our personalities were complete opposites. He was quiet, a skater, & always insisted on sleeping in class. I on the other hand was loud, a “jock”, & couldn’t seem to keep myself calm around him. I tried so hard the first couple of months to get & keep his attention; which i slowly started to do. As the year started to fade reality hit me & I started to wonder if this was it? if he was just going to be another guy in one of my classes? those questions teased me & teased me, while each day of the last week of school started to go by faster. I had this gut feeling in me telling me to go for him, tell him i liked him, hold his hand, SOMETHING! it drove me crazy until the final & last day of our freshman year that i told him i liked him. To my amazement he said it back. It is & always will be a feeling i will never forget. The butterflies rushing through your body coming out of your mouth in a squeal, holding your smile back & you end up looking like a freak form the smirk you have, but yet knowing that hes’ feeling the same way…its’ great. I love him, i really really do. Its’ been an incredible 2 1/2 years. Truely.
by escalon