So if you haven't guessed, this is the section where I'm going to tell you all about my past love-life drama. For the sake of keeping everything private though, boy friends will be labeled as B1 or B2 etc. and potential boyfriends/crushes will be labeled as P1 or P2 etc. My friends I will just give nicknames to.
So the story of my love life starts about four years ago exactly. It was my freshman year and I had decided that I wanted to take drama instead of PE. I'd always rather enjoyed acting and so I figured that drama would be a fun relaxing class as apposed to all the honors classes I was taking. For the first couple of month I enjoyed just playing around with my friend Hot-Head, but then we started to actually talk to some of the other students in the class.
There was one particular boy I took an interest in. He was taller than me and really funny. He had a bit of an acne problem (like most 14 year old guys) and he wasn't the brightest person on the planet, but that didn't bother me at all. I mostly liked how sweet he acted towards me and how he managed to make me smile all the time. Needless to say I developed a crush.
After some time and some prodding from Hot-Head, it became apparent that this boy liked me just as much as I liked him and then became B1. For a while we were pretty good together, and since he was my first boy I had no clue how to act. I'm pretty sure that I got quite clingy for a time and pretty much chased him off. It only took 3 weeks to do so as well.
When he broke up with me I was really upset and cried for a long time. The next day I handed him a letter I had written the night before and then ran off. From that point forward I avoided B1 like the plague. I saw him about a month ago, and I still didn't say hi. Right now though, I don't avoid him because he hurt me, I avoid him because I'm embarrassed. Hot-Head likes to remind me often of how B1 looked like a penguin when he walked. He definitely had a bit of a waddle.
After B1 broke up with me I was in the rebound stage, and a boy in my Algebra 2 class really liked to flirt with me.
This new boy was also taller than me, and he seemed to have an even bigger problem with acne. I also seem to recall he smelled kind of... stale, like he didn't bathe enough. I am definitely embarrassed to say now, that he ended up becoming B2.
B2 and I lasted what remained of the school year and the duration of the summer (although over the summer we didn't see much of each other because neither one of us could drive). At the end of the summer I used the excuse of my Step-Mom dieing (I really did love her, just not proud of this excuse) to break up with him. I had two classes with him the next year and in one of them he was the only person I knew (we were the only two sophomores in the class) so needless to say that class was quite awkward.
For almost 3 years after that I never had a huge interest in any boy in particular. Sure there were the occasional crushes on boys that were kind or cute, but nothing strong enough to make me want to date them. At least not until two months before graduation. Actually, it was the week before prom that I discovered my attraction towards one of my fellow classmates.
The story of this boy and me is a rather funny one. See, we had been on the same Speech and Debate team for 3 years, and we'd sat next to each other in physics class all year. I think what changed is the fact that he broke up with his girl friend of 1 year in January of that year. A couple months later and he was willing to date again, and I was starting to notice all the great things about him.
So the physical description comes first: He was about 6ft tall (compared to my 5ft 4 inches) with short black hair. He was physically fit, but didn't have a six pack. (Due to the fact that he didn't have a six-pack though, he would often complain about how fat he was.) He had blue eyes and a quirky smile that I loved.
He had one of the most caring personalities that I have ever seen anyone have. He was always up-beat and happy, and he always made me laugh. During class he was always willing to help me with a problem, but he also knew when to have fun. He tried to make me relax a lot about getting everything right, but at the same time he had a better work ethic than me when it came to school work. To me, he seemed perfect at the time.
There was a big problem with actually trying to date him though, he didn't seem interested in me at all. The couple of weeks leading up to Prom he would ask my opinion on the various girls he should ask to prom. In the end he decided to ask a Junior that he knew didn't like him, and surprisingly she said yes.
He also asked me to help him help a friend ask Hot-Head to Prom. I spent a lot of time planning with him in the weeks leading up to Prom, and eventually it paid off. My friend was incredibly happy to have a boy go to Prom with her.
Sadly I ended up going to Prom date-less, but I still decided I wanted to have fun anyway. My friends and I decided to drive to the dance together, and then afterwards to out to eat and maybe to a scavenger hunt if we could make out. The problem with this was that we weren't hungry after the dance, and we didn't have enough time to set up the hunt. Instead we decided to just go to my friend Bubbly's house and watch Star Wars.
Now the boy from my physics class was very unnerved the entire night because he was sure that his date was going to ditch him for some other boy. She was a very disrespectful date, and didn't tell him that she was bringing a friend along until the morning of. The boy was mostly ok with this though, because according to him the friend was prettier than the actual date. Anyway, because he was sure his date was going to ditch him, he asked if he could join my groups after-Prom festivities. We of course said yes.
His date ended up not ditching him, but after Prom he just took both her and her friend home and then he drove over to Bubble's house. At Bubbles house we all tried to crowd onto one couch. Eight of us was a rather tight fit, but thankfully the couch was pretty large. I demanded the corner seat because I didn't want to be crushed between two people, and because my physics partner showed up later than everyone else, he was "stuck" next to me. At one point he thought that he'd forgotten his keys in his car, so he asked someone to go out to his car with him. I volunteered, and while we were out there he told me that he thought Bubbles was really pretty that night and sort of as an after thought he said that I was really pretty as well. When we went back in and took our places back up he fell asleep on my shoulder (it was about 2am by this time). That was about the moment that I completely caved to my feelings towards him and realized I had a really really strong crush on him.
The next school day we had, he mentioned to Hot-Head that he liked me and asked her how I felt about him. At the time I hadn't said anything to Hot-Head yet, and so she told him she didn't think I liked him that way. When I told her later that day about my new found crush she informed me that he liked me back. For about the next three weeks my physics partner and I flirted constantly and tried talking to each other all the time. For one week I was in Washington D.C. for a national We the People tournament (a sort of debating class I took) and when I got upset I would text him. At one point I got worried that I was going to be able to do my physics homework, so he said he'd do it for me. When he finished he said I owed him something, but he would decide later what I owed him.
It took two weeks for him to tell me exactly what I owed him. It ended up that he wanted me to go on a date with him. I was ecstatic that he had asked me out and I replied that I didn't think that was a way of paying him back, but I would most certainly love to go on a date with him.
The date ended up being going to the movies with him and then walking around the mall for a little while afterwards. In the actual movie I accidentally dumped half the bag of pop corn on his lap and was mortally embarrassed. He thought it was super funny and cute thankfully. When we walked around the mall, he just had to drag me into the Mac store because he was a techie, so I dragged him through the girliest store I could find. That store just happened to be Pink, the teenaged version of Victoria's Secret. He handled it very well, and it made me giggle quite a bit to see him in that store.
After the date, for the next week we were basically in limbo. It was like we were unofficially together and all of my friends were begging me to make it official, so on May 10th, 2010 I asked him over Facebook whether we were dating or not. He responded that he would like to be my boyfriend, and in that instant I changed my Facebook relationship status. The next morning he showed up with one single rose for me that I later took home to press inside one of my favorite Harry Potter books.
And that is how B3 came into being. For the full details on our relationship and the break up you'll have to read my next blog.
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