I finally realized that things were going nowhere fast between me and Harry*. I wish I could say that I finally gave him the boot, but I continued to want him for a very long time.
However, I started 8th grade top dog at my junior high, while he went to being a low freshman in high school. Eighth grade was a crazy year of boys. It started with my obsession with Harry, then I moved to an obsession with a kid named Keith*. Keith and I also went to church together. We both played basketball. We were both on the academic team for the junior high. Oh, and Keith also happened to be the junior high principal's son. Should have known it would be trouble.
The funny thing about our academic team trips is that we would always go to whatever school, dominate the competition, get something to eat, and then head home. This is where we got into trouble. A bunch of the kids in band were also on the academic team, and the rumors you hear about band kids are totally true. All of us older people would sit in the back, and 4 of the band kids would pair off and start making out. IN EIGHTH GRADE. Well, one of the couples put me and Keith in the same seat. We were both prude, so we just sat and talked while making out noises were going on around us.
At one point, Keith asked if he could hold my hand. I thought it was so cute. The next thing I know, Keith is my boyfriend, and continued to be my boyfriend up until that summer. He even bought me a Valentine's Day bear (which I found last weekend while I was cleaning out old boxes).
I honestly don't remember why we broke up. I just know we did, and I made him cry. I broke someone's heart shortly after mine was broken at a young and tender age.
Keith was a year younger than me, so when I went to high school, my obsession with Harry started right back up.
My name is Blake*, and seriously don't ever break someone's heart. You feel like a jerk.
*all names have been changed to protect the innocent and not-so-innocent
There's a little more to Keith's story, so stay tuned!
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