I remember when my mom got remarried, and we had to move to a whole different state. I was so sad, but a bit excited too. I would get to live in a whole new town and meet new people. I was 11 when we moved.
I remember the first person I met. The principal introduced us because we would be living on the same street. He was kind of shy and dorky looking, but he seemed really nice. After a few months of being casual acquaintances we became friends. We would hang out in my yard, play tag, and do other things. Since he only lives two houses away, it was easy to get together.
As time went by and we entered the eighth grade, he told me that he liked me. So he asked me out and of course I said yes. After about a day, I realized that we weren't ready for a relationship, so I called the whole thing off (even though it wasn't really anything). The year went by and we remained good friends, but then it was time for high school and he changed schools. I knew I would still see him, but just not in the halls every day. I saw him every morning at the bus stop because his new bus picked him up in the same spot as mine. I went down 15 minutes early every day just so I could talk to him for 5 minutes (even in the winter).
In tenth grade, we started emailing each other. Then one day I received a very strange e-mail. It said, "Alison*, do you ever think about what you are going to do in life? To tell you the truth, I would like to spend it with you." The e-mail was a bit longer, but that was the only part that mattered to me! I knew at that moment that I was really IN LOVE with him!!! Not puppy love, but real love. I know that older people think we "teenagers" don't know what real love feels like, but they are all wrong because I know! We talked online that night, and I told him how I felt and we became a couple.
The next day at the bus stop he told me that he meant it, and I told him that I meant it too. He got on the bus and that was it. He didn't talk to me for a week. MEN!!! So I wrote him an e-mail and told him that it wasn't working. So ANOTHER break up, but we still remained friends.
The summer before our junior year rolled around and we hung out and stuff. Then I got another strange e-mail. He said that he needed to talk to me, and that I should meet him at 8:00 that night. So I did. We talked and then he said the words I thought I would never hear him say: "I love you." He told me that we should just stay friends, but that he would always love me. I told him that I felt the same way. We stayed out until midnight, and the last thing he said was "I love you" and I said the same. He kissed my forehead and that was it.
Someday, when we are old and mature enough, I hope that something other than a great and trustful friendship will happen. I am 16 now, and a junior, and I have hope that he will be my future love.
*Name has been changed