Your first love.

[Washburne]

It depends on your definition of love. "Kids don't know real love" and all that. However I claim that Jenny at age six was my first love. And boy was it a good choice. She's still to this day pretty darn amazing and was one of the most popular/admired girls in school for over a decade but still managed to remain cute, smart, caring, nice and thoughful. She shoot me down though, as she did with everyone else at that age. And that's the path I've been walking since.

Not like that stopped me from having a big crush on Kathya, one of the chilean immigrants that came to us, when we were about 12. The crush didn't start until a year or so after that and maybe it was more hormones than anything else. Didn't have the guts to do anything about it.

 

[StarSlayer]

Ah, first love. 🙂 It's so weird how the story of my first love played out.

In 9th grade, I knew one of my best guy friends had a crush on me. I liked him too, but I was afraid of ruining our friendship. He was one of the few guys I felt I could talk to about anything. So, I really wanted to remain friends. Yet, he would always ask me to dance with him during the slow dances (I miss high school dances), and I always felt something with him.

In 10th grade, I was still afraid that if we started dating, our friendship might get ruined. So, I covered up my feelings (silly me). Then, it wasn't until he asked out this other girl to our semi-formal, when I was sure he was going to ask me out, that I felt sick to my stomach. I realized I was in love with him and that I was so stupid for trying to ignore it or push it aside. Sounds like a character I know all too well. 😉

The summer before my junior year in high school was interesting. We flirted, talked, and I desperately wanted him to ask me out. I'm not the kind of girl who will ask out a guy. Then, the school year began. He was still one of my best friends, who I could talk to about anything, but I wanted more now. I was older and wiser, and felt our friendship wouldn't get ruined if we took the next step. Our friends always noticed something between us too, even others who weren't in our group. However, a few months into the school year, he asked out this girl who always made it known that she liked him. She even asked me if I liked this guy, which of course I denied but she saw right through me. To make matters worse, our friends said in front of both of us that he should have asked me out. I pretended like it didn't bother me, but secretly I was crushed, especially when I thought something would happen.

They ended up dating until the end of high school. And the whole time, I was jealous because I knew I was in love with him. Yet, he was still one of my best friends. We still hung out, talked, and laughed. He would even sometimes sit with me and our group, instead of with his girlfriend, and she would always give me this evil look when she saw us together. She knew there was something between us. I felt guilty, but at the same, I loved being around him, even if we were still just friends.

I never told this guy the extent of my feelings for him. College drifted us apart and also allowed me to move on. Yet, we'll still talk every now and then. And although we were never together, I learned a lot about myself through the experience. 🙂

 

[Ianigsy]

I'm not sure which is my first love, so I'll tell both stories and let people choose.

In primary school, it was Lesley- we were two of the brightest in the class and her friend knew that I liked her, but I could never bring myself to say anything. The furthest I got was buying a bunch of flowers one day and leaving it in the letterbox of her house (where, I was later told, the dog had had a good chew of them!). After primary school, I went to an all-boys secondary school at 11 and I've only seen her a handful of times since, I think.

As I say, I went to an all-boys secondary school at 11 so didn't have much contact with girls again until I went to university at 18. It was there that Fern broke my heart- she was very, very pretty and a friend of friends but far more experienced with boys than I was with girls, so she used to run rings round me while I could barely speak in front of her. I found her again online a few months back- she's a nutritional therapist now- but there's never been anybody since who could make me feel so small and yet love every moment of it.