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A Year Crush and Now We're Dating

This is my favorite story to tell, ok, so just be a nice person and read it...please? Thanks.

The first time we met was in 6th grade, in science. I sat behind him, and next to him was my best friend. We were talking one day, and he turned around and hissed 'Shut up!'

Sweet, huh?

I never forgot about that rude boy who told me to shut up. When I sat next to him in english in 7th grade, he started to talk to me. It wasn't anything mean, though. I believe he said something along the lines of 'How do you spell 'basketball'?'. I was shocked. What kind of moron was sitting next to me? Heh. ANYWAY, I told him, and throughout the class period, I helped him spell random stupid words. I also got to talk to him a bit, and I found out that he hated the same people I did! Cool! We became best friends after that. Strange, how hatred brought us together.

A few months later, around February I think, it happened. It was a normal day, I was the first person in homeroom, and he was the second. He sat on a desk next to mine and said 'Hi', and when I looked at him, my heart DROPPED. Something about him was...different. For the first time in my life, I found someone attractive. I was about to tell him he looked hot in his grey T-shirt, and baggy blue jeans, but something stopped me. So I just shut my mouth and smiled, figuring that he would find out sooner or later, when a girl asked him out. I couldn't be the only one noticing his hotness!

The next day, he wore a tannish shirt, and tan shorts. Once again, I found him undeniably hot. He babbled about something (probably about computers) as I tried to accept the fact that I had a crush on him.

7 months after that (September), I told myself that I had to tell him. It drove me crazy, day after day, him complaining about how everyone hated him, me only being able to say 'Please Jon, we all (as in our group of friends) like you'. So, at a church fair, we went on a ride called The Zipper. It took me 14 times to realize that this was not easy. Then he told me that he was only going on one more time. We got on, and the guy working the ride told us that a lil girl had to ride with us. Perfect. So I told him. Guess what he did? Oh yeah, he threw up.

I went through almost another year of that torture of loving him (yes, I realized I was in love with him after a while), on July 7th, 2004, 9:45 PM, I got him to tell me he had a crush on me. :) :) :) :) :) I was estatic. So I called him up, and after a few minutes of talking, he asked me out.

We have been going out for 3 months and 20 days now, and...well...YAY! *dances*






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