You know how you're looking for something and you can't find it for shit and then when you finally give up and forget about it, it magically shows up?
Yeah.
Well that's what happened to me.
I got tired of looking seeing all these cute couples and love all around me and tried so hard to find it for my first two years of high school. I was met with no luck in 9th grade seeing as I was stuck on my first big lesbian crush still and couldn't completely commit to anyone out of fear that one day she might actually want me.
After a series of traumatic events in 9th grade, I decided to try homeschooling for 10th which was only 75% online, meaning I had to go on campus at least once a week. I will say it helped me get over her for the time being.
ya know. Out of sight, out of mind.
When I returned to regular school in a 11th grade, she moved schools and I felt free alas. But of course, I'd given up by then. I was over looking for people. I'd settled on being alone for my whole high school career.
Shortly after the year started, Swim team flyers were posted and I was eager to join. Little did I know that's where it would all start.
This is the story of Her and I.
