1 My First Boyfriend

When I was in 4th to 5th grade I had a boy

friend, Dylan.

Me and Dylan met in a classroom and BAM

it was love at first sight.❤

Since this was our first relationship we didn't

know what to do so we did some kissing on

the cheeks. I poured my heart into him.

Towards the end of 5th grade I heard news of a girl asking him to the dance.He accepted. I was devastated.

I asked him to the dance before a week prior.

He rejected saying he was too busy.Bullshit.

I was angry. The day of the dance I showed up

ready to see him but, nothing. He wasn't there.

I walk up to the restrooms and who do I see?

Sitting outside is the girl who asked Dylan to

the dance. I hear her sobbing and figured out,

she got stood up. I rejoced in her misery but I also felt bad for her.

I went to the bathroom and left the dance with my mom afterwards. At the day before school ended I told him my parents found out about our relationship. We broke up but promised to get back together in the 6th grade.

6th grade comes and I confront him about our promise. He looks at me and tells me that

"Look. I'm sorry, but I can't get back with you.

That was in elementary school, now we are in middle school. It was just a pinky promise. We are not kid's anymore. Quit being childish.

We have to move on.." and he leaves.

Leaves. LEAVES! I grew absolute hatred for him. I hated boys for In my mind all boys were like him.

Soon though I would figure out not all boys are like that. They are different.