I remember the first time I met him. Eighth grade English class and the first thing he said to me was, “Yey, someone I can cheat off of. Just kidding, I know your sister, you must be Sandy.” I said hi and I turned around, I saw his blonde hair and his blue eyes. That jokester face and I knew that there was going to be something between us. For the rest of the year we became great friends after all he was my locker neighbor too. I like him a lot by the end of the year but I didn’t see him during the summer. I came back first day of freshman year only to find him in none of my classes. Still I saw him. I became lucky when he asked me out and we had a deep connection in the beginning. He even gave me my first kiss. He told me he loved me and I knew I didn’t feel that strong. I played along to keep him happy. We soon grew apart though and I found I soon felt nothing from him. That really broke my heart. I sadly broke up with him and broke his heart. He was my first boyfriend and a good friend. I am still sorry