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The Beginning of Everything

It's really funny how life works sometimes. Some people are lucky enough to be with the person they love and some, like me for example, have to deal with the constant pain of being alone. I know i'm not making any sense here so let me tell you my story of how life has screwed me over multiple times.

When i went into my classroom that first day of middle school, i had no idea that my life would never be the same. I sit in my self-chosen desk and wait for the teacher to arrive. The half empty classroom helps me notice the loud, annoying kid beside me introducing himself to me.

"Hi, I'm Harry! What's your name?" he exclaimed. How can someone be so happy so early in the morning? Either way, he was getting on my nerves, and in that moment i knew he would make the school year a living hell. Or at least that's what i thought.

"Abigail Gomez" He nodded along as he went up to other students and repeated the same line.

I didn't like him. He was loud and annoying and an attention seeker. He was mean to other students and he had a big ego which, for some reason, eleven-year-old-girls found irresistible. For the first three months of school he was my worst nightmare and then, for some reason, he wasn't anymore. I had four classes with him so i talked to him quite a lot and i started to realize that he wasn't that bad to be around. With time, i started laughing with him and not at him. He would talk to me about girls he liked and i would talk to him about boys. It was a matter of time until he became someone really important to me. Then again, it was also a matter of time until i realized i had a big tremendous crush on him.

I kept it a secret for the longest time, from him and from my other friends. I knew he would never feel the same way about me, so i continued to help him get girls and giving him tips to make girls like him. It hurt knowing that he didn't care about me as much as i did, but with time i got used to the feeling of rejection.

Towards the end of the school year, i did something that until this day i still regret. I told him how i felt. It was awkward and weird at first, but later in the day things got better when he asked me to be his girlfriend. My little sixth grader heart felt like it was going to explode when i thought about all the time we would spend together finally as boyfriend and girlfriend. Oh, how naive i was. When i got home that same day i got a text from him saying that he'd rather break up. i didn't cry and i didn't feel sad exactly, but i felt scared because i feared that things wouldn't be the same between us.

When we went to school the next day, Harry acted like yesterday had never happened. i felt hurt but i also felt relieved that things wouldn't change between us. His friendship meant so much more to me than the meaning of a sixth grade relationship.

Finally, our first year of middle school was over. It had been a roller coaster, but i had been able to survive both academically and emotionally. I still remember that last day of school. All we did all day long was fool around and laugh. I was kinda sad that i wouldn't get to see Harry in a long time, but i held on to the hope that when we got back from vacation that things would be the same. A lot of things change over the summer, Harry was one of them.

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