I was in 7th grade. In my Ugly Betty phase, haha. I didn’t really understand the whole being in a relationship deal because I never really imagined myself being in one at that time. Everyone around me were getting boyfriends/girlfriends that lasted for less than a day.. I didn’t want that at all. Not one bit. I wanted my first relationship to last at least half a year or more so for that matter. Well the funny thing is how you can say something and it happens to turn out way different then expected.
There’s this boy. He was pretty much a dork in a way. He pretty much “followed” his guy best friend at the time who was a bad influence. He was pretty much the type of guy I wasn’t attracted to appearance wise and personality wise. Though, he was a very nice guy. I’d give him that.. And everyone had a thing with him at one point in middle school. Weird. Anyways, he liked me. The first time he asked me out was through AIM and I thought he was joking. But, I guess he was being serious. Haha, my bad. Then, later on, he asked me out through a 3-way phone conversation with one of my best friends at the time. I was very iffy and felt like I was put on the spot. She told me to “give him a chance” when I didn’t even like him at the time. Though, stupid me. I accepted. Yet, I remember say “Sure” instead of saying “Yes”, haha. There’s a big difference, well to me, when somebody answers with a sure than a forsure yes.
So, that was it. I got my first boyfriend in middle school. Coming back to school after the weekend, I remember myself being very awkward and shy. Like, in middle school, EVERYONE was a part of your relationship. EVERYONE. I remember everybody always bugged me about not being with him. Forcing me to stand next to him all the time, sit with him all the time. He had to walk me to every single class and everytime I’d come out of class he’d be there. He was the first guy I held hands with. Though it was through force because people were hitting our hands together and telling us to hold hands. Eventually, he just grabbed it. I was mosdef awkward. Everytime I come home, I’d get a call. I’d get on that MySpace shit and I’d right away get a comment/msg from him. I’d hop on AIM and instantly get a msg from him. At one point, I felt like it wasn’t right? He’s too clingy for me? Is this how a relationship is supposed to be? I started to get annoyed and want to avoid him.
Then on the 3rd day we were going out (June 6, 2007), I had enough. Crazy right, because it was only 3 days. Yet a lot happened in just 3 days. Well to me that is. I came home overwhelmed with thoughts of what I should do. Eventually, I started crying because I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to break his heart and I never broke anyone before? I ignored his phone calls and took a nap. I woke up to find hella missed calls from him. I didn’t bother calling back. Then I hopped on MySpace. (Yes, MySpace was the ish back then, haha). Then of course, I got a message from him. I was going to wait til school the next day, but I couldn’t do it. So, stupid me. Stupid, stupid me. I break up with him over MySpace message. I know, hella hurt right? I even said, “I think we should take a break”. Laugh my fucking ass off. Oh boy. Even though I was the one breaking it off, I was crying. I felt really bad. I became the bad guy..
The next day, I was pretty scared of peoples reactions. I was really scared of his girl best friend at the time. When she found out, oh boy, was she really mad. I felt like I was going to get beat up on or something like that. I remember ending up crying that day at school. I felt really bad I broke up with the guy. Especailly over MySpace message. Oh, geez. I still feel bad and stupid for the way I handled things.. The most stupidest thing that happened was that I ended up liking him at the beginning of my 8th grade year. HAHAH!.. yeah.
My first relationship was 3 days longs. June 3, 2007 - June 6, 2007. But that’s if you really count it. I don’t count it. Not at all. Though, it sticks with me. The memories of it and what came along with it. Oh, middle school days right?
