I have liked the same guy since fourth grade. That is a long time seeing as I’m now going into seventh. If your looking for a young love story with a lot of ups and downs, this one is for you. But I must warn you, its a story that takes place over the span of three, almost four years; it might take awhile.

It all started in fourth grade. I have never been into sports but imagine my surprise when a cute, funny, and outgoing BOY helped me figure the game out. Four-Square was the game of the year. He’d start to get me out when I got better, but before that, he got me to square two and helped me stay there, and I’d help him stay in square one. Then when four-square got banned for being too competitive, another boy in my class suggested we play a game he made up, soon after known as Wall Ball. He did the say thing for me there too. The first time it dawned on me that I might actually like this boy was when someone yelled something while we were playing the game. The boy and I were playing against each other and since we are a competitive class, we don’t like long games. Unlike him, I was actually trying, but no matter what I did I couldn’t get him out. I loved watching the faces of the boys when I beet the person who was the best at it, my best friend, that was a boy. He didn’t even have to try, he was winning. But the boys were getting antsy. The next one in line yelled,” Can someone please just get out already. Or are the lovebirds to in love to get each other out.” And even then, when I didn’t like him back, he was still protective of me. He quickly got me out while I was still processing the information. The boy who yelled that out took his turn to emidiatly find himself humiliated at how fast he got out. That was the last thing I saw before I ran off to tell my friends. It was that day when I realized that I liked him.

The nest year, of course, I had still liked him. Though now I wanted him to like me back. So naturally I took the teasing approach at first. And that’s the only approach I took for awhile. My crush plays guitar and loves the 80’s rock style. Mainly that being the hair. Even though he was the most popular boy in my class, he still got made fun of. So I made fun of his hair, a jacket that matched a girls, and boots that were bedazzled. I realize these were some pretty weird things but if you like someone enough it shouldn’t matter what they look like or their fashion choices, the only thing that should matter is their personality. And it shouldn’t be up to you to change someone’s style, it is theirs to change, if they want to. The worst one that I can think of was the boots. I made fun of them, said I was sorry then did it again. I never apologized to him for that. Why I’m talking about this, you will realize later. The major thing that happened to me that year was self-rejection. I had, for whatever reason, a drop of self-worth for the last trimester for fifth grade. Why would someone like him want me? What qualities do I have that this girl over her has? None. she is more pretty, and skinny than me. And so he must like he. Not me. Right? There are so many reasons this is wrong because I was, nd am, pretty. I don’t have to be perfectly skinny to get the guy. But, of course, I didn’t realize this. So I tried for weeks to figure out a way to make myself prettier. Skinnier. Then I tried just to not like him anymore. A new kid came and I thought maybe if I like him then I won’t like this guy who doesn’t like me because I’m ugly and fat. Yes, I was in fifth grade and thinking these things. But, just as you thought, that strategy didn’t work like I wanted to. And so another year passed of me not knowing weather or not he liked me.

The beginning of sixth grade was a blur. But then the annual week long camping trip came  up. I didn’t think anything would happen, but boy was I wrong. The first day passed like a blur with the only highlight of the day being I was in a group with him. We went to the beach that night. It was sunset and I was sitting next to him. Everyone else was playing tag and building sand castles. I don’t exactly remember why we were sitting there but I’m glad I was. I had been thinking about last year and teasing him about the boots. I’d meant earlier to tell him I was sorry for teasing him, but it kept slipping my mind. I chose then to tell him. ” You know how last year I made fun of your boots,” he looked at me and without waiting for an answer, I continued on,” Well I already apologized to you about that. But then I did it again, and well I realized I hadn’t apologized for it.  Well I guess what I’m trying to say is I’m sorry for that.” During my shaky, awkward speech, he looked down at the ground. But then I said sorry and he looked up. He smiled and looked me directly in the eyes and I smiled. We both blushed and looked down at the ground. I sat there for a minute awkwardly before I got up and ran to go tell my best friend. When I got back I talked to my older cousin and he said to tell him that I like him. So the next day I told him that. I didn’t wait for an answer. Life went by, slowly but surely. We both got invited to a boy- girl party. We played truth or dare. He and I were both asked the same question, name your crushes form kindergarten back. I did and so did he. We got to fourth grade and we both said that we have liked the same person since then. Neither of us said who. A week later I texted him and asked him who the mysterious girl was. He replied with, you never said who you liked so I’m not going to tell you. I told him that I’d liked him since fourth grade. He said he’d already known this but wanted to know for sure. He also said that he too had liked me from fourth grade.

If you made it this far then please comment 12345 and if you want a part two than also comment down below. Thank you for reading, hope it wasn’t too boring.

I knew I should be nervous about talking to people online, but in fact I wasn’t. What could go wrong? If i didn’t want to talk to someone, i could just block them or ignore them. I had an open mind and was excited to meet people. Lots of boys sent me texts when I first posted my screen name, but they never really interested me. It was just a bunch of awkward texts with strangers i couldn’t really connect with. But then I met him. When i first saw his picture, I thought he was the cutest guy i’ve seen so far. He had a nice, friendly smile. He didn’t look like a pervert, or a crazy confident player. But his up right posture and his hand subtly grazing the counter indicated he didn’t have insecurities either. And that was just my first impression. Immediately i was like smiling. He first sent me a text that was huuge. It had an introduction, and that showed me he actually cared about having a conversation with me, instead of just asking for pictures, like all the others! I immediately connected with him, because I wanted someone like that. A real conversation. He said he was 22, and that was another plus. But i didn’t respond to him that night, because i was tired of dealing with all the drama of guys asking for pics. the next morning, he texted me again and asked if he was too old. I felt sorry for him and decided to give him a chance. After that, we just started talking. He asked me how i was and told him how i got accepted into my dream university that day so i was really happy. Then he started asking questions about pervy stuff… sigh, guys. Then he asked for my number, and i gave it to him. He called me right away. We ended up talking for 3 hours. Days passed and we would skype on the weekend and text everyday. on valentines day he said he wished i could be his valentine. i asked if he would give me anything and he said yes i would bring you flowers and chocolate and a teddy bear. I really did have feelings for him. But i’m not sure if it can last since we live 6 hours away, and I’m going to college in the fall. he treated me like i was his girlfriend. His birthday past and now he’s 23. I’m 17 still, but turning 18 in 2 months. I first was baffled by our age difference. But then i realize it doesn’t matter unless you keep your mind closed. my friends keep telling me to stop talking to him, but i can’t and I know they would never understand me. THat’s why i want to talk about it all here because all my school friends will judge me. Thank you so much

(Screen) Name: waterberry

So I just got done watching The Notebook, one of the happiest, saddest, realest love stories ever invented. The love Noah & Allie share is so genuine, and unconditional. I can’t help but wonder if there’s a love like that that out somewhere for me. I know I’ m young and shouldn’t be rushing into things like eternal love but I can’t help it. I can’t help the fact that every moment of every day I think about that kind of love, the love that I can only even remotely think about sharing with one person. He knows who he is, I think. It’s sad because there are only two men in this whole world that I think I could ever love unconditionally, but they’ve both failed me. One of them is my father. He died when I was eight. I wasn’t even fully aware of everything in life especially not love when he died. They say a fathers love is the strongest love, but what happens if you never experience that? Well I guess that’s why people find someone to love and spend the rest of their life with, as a spouse. The second failed love is, my, well everything. Or at least he used to be. We’ve known each other for about 5 years, but it feels like I’ve known him forever. When we started going out, I was the happiest I think I’ve ever been in my life. But somewhere along the road we lost our way, and my heart got broken. I don’t even know how it happened or how it went wrong but it did. I thought I could find my way back to him but it’s hard when the person isn’t trying to find their way back to you. Sometimes I just wonder if love even really exists. I mean of course it does but why is it so hard to come across? Why do people have to go through so much pain to get the love they want, need, and deserve? I know God is supposed to be our everything, and we are supposed to find everything in him, including love. But sometimes that’s not enough, it’s hard to feel the love when no one is right there standing beside you, touching you, talking to you, listening to you, if you can’t see them, how do you know they’re there? I believe in God and that he is omnipresent and is around me at all times but sometimes my flesh needs the earthly love of a man. So what are those of us with no love supposed to do? Do we just live life knowing there isn’t any love for us? Do we pretend to feel loved but deep inside all we feel is pain and abandonment? Or do we just keep fighting for the love we know is out there but may take a lifetime to find?

(Screen) Name: Jizzy Jay

“oh crap! Eye contact.”
Walk fast, walk fast was all I could think.
From the corner of my eye I could see his head follow my footsteps.
He was no more than 12metres away from me.
‘act casual you dork!’ your alright *Sophie, almost at lab 6.
Someone’s footsteps grew louder as I walked.
I could hear him trying to catch up to me from behind.
I felt like I wanted to drop and curl into a ball.
A hand lay on my shoulder forcing me to stop.
I turned around and there he was;
David Curtis*. 
If you could sum up every hot/bad boy in every teenage movie EVER !
It would be this guy.
He was tall and tan. He had brownish hair that he played with a lot!
He had a big smile and pearly white teeth perfectly placed in line.
His eyes were a light golden-brown but glowed a hazel-green sometimes.
His eyebrows were perfectly shaped which I have to be honest, kinda made me jealous! He was lean and had THEE BEST ARMS. Trust me, I fantasize about them quite often. His left ear was pierced and his eyebrow use to be. I could still see the two holes;
He quickly pulled his hand away and placed it behind his neck.
“ugh.. Where you off to?” He asked me as he looked down at his vans.
I just stared at him…
He bit half of his bottom lip, raised his eyebrows Then just looked back at me.
“aw yeah, he wants an answer”
Oh umm, science. I tried to seem cool.
He chuckled under his breath then smiled.
It was perfect!
Better get going” I sad trying not to sound too “un-interested and I walked off only to realize he didn’t ?
I turned my head a little and saw he was just standing there watching me walk into the classroom.

(Screen) Name: BubblegumSmile

It was my Third Term in College, Or Last term as a freshmen in my school and because of an unfortunate chain of events plus my slothfulness my schedule for that term was all night classes. My classes everyday started at 6pm and ends at 9pm. Being the optimistic me i just said to myself that it might be fun and a new experience in college. I was so nervous since i was 100% sure there would be no familiar faces for me to see since all my classmates last two terms were all Morning or Afternoon Classes. Than I entered my first class of the first day of the term.It was World Literature and i was right. there was nobody that i knew. I sat at the last row where there was only two of us, His name was Danny and we became good friends.

The next meeting i was late for class and when i entered i saw that Danny was absent and that another person was seated in the last row. He was seated next to my spot. When i sat down there was a slight aura of awkwardness since i’m not really a social person so i don’t know how to easily interact with strangers. He broke our silence by asking me if there was anything that he missed since he was absent on the first meeting. I told him that there was some hand-outs that was given. He asked for mine so that he could photocopy it to have his own copy. After that we talked and by the end of the Class he asked for my name and he gave his but i wasnt able to hear it clearly. I did hear our professor calling him mateo and so that was what i called him.

Days passed and Me, Mateo and Danny became close especially since it was only the three of us who were seated at the last row. Mateo than told us that Mateo wasn’t really his name. We were shocked. The only reason he was being called Mateo by our professor was that because he looked like a TV actor named Mateo. We all laughed when he learned this. He than gave his real name. “It’s Roy” he said.

Roy is a very sweet, Nice and Smart Guy. A Gentleman you might say. although a little kid at heart when it comes to hobbies and past time but than it still adds to his charms. He somebody you can totally count on or a shoulder to cry on. Whenever we’re both online he would show me links to funny videos in youtube or would ask me what i’m doing. It never really bothered me. I was never irritated with him. Sometimes i just don’t feel like talking to him. I know it sounds awful of me but i guess that’s just who i am. When there’s something important i’m doing everything and everybody seems so irrelevant to me.

The term ended and we didn’t see each other anymore since our course was different and that we were now in different campuses. I was in the Art and Design Campus of the school while he was in our Main Campus. After two months it was raining really hard and i don’t know if classes were suspended so i thought of texting one of my schoolmates. A funny thing happened i remembered Roy and then started to miss him. I texted him asking if classes were suspended. He replied “Yes. Btw how are you? its been so long.” I dont know why but my heart pumped fast and my face became red. I never really had a crush on him since he was never my type so now i was confused why i was blushing on him. We texted for a while and after that he never left my mind.

A week has passed and i still couldn’t get him off my head. I wanted to see him badly and so i texted him on a Thursday night and asked if he wanted to go out and watch a movie on Friday. He said sure. I felt like i was on top of a rainbow when he said yes. Just like any girl i wanted to dress my best especially since i was about to go out with a man that i now have a crush on. Friday came and we met. I was the one all dressed up yet i was the one stunned when i saw you. You became more Good looking. Handsome. I felt like it wasn’t Roy that i was gonna go out with but a Prince Charming.

We went on our way to the mall. On the cinema floor we were deciding what to watch. In the end we chose Cowboys and Aliens but i never told you that i already watched that movie. For me the Important thing was that i get to spend some time with you. Before the movie we ate at Burger King and again i didn’t told you that i already ate burgers and fries on before our date. It’s funny how i have to go though those things again and yet i didn’t complained and actually enjoyed it. The Movie ended and we were about to go to a bar to drink before we go home. We were already outside the mall waiting for a cab when you asked if it was okay if we cancel the drink since your mother is looking for you and wanted to discuss something. I said okay. It depressed me a little though since i really wanted to spend the whole night with you. You called your driver and drove me home. “It was fun. Let’s do it again sometime.” is the last thing you said and it made my night complete.

Now we chat again see each other from time to time and go to parties together. It really has been the best during this past month. I’m falling for you more and more each day but the sad part is i know you don’t feel the same way. I know that you’re just really really nice and friendly that’s why you’re doing these things for me. That’s why my feelings for you is the biggest secret you will never know. I just want to enjoy every moment we spend together and hopefully this feeling that i have for you will move on.I know i’ll regret never telling Roy my feelings but would it be better to be always be friends with constant communication than take a chance on love that might just end up in tears and heart breaks especially since i consider you truly as one of the most precious friends i have.

(Screen) Name: Just Friends

First of all, I know this story is gonna be very long..but at least please try to read my story so you can get some ideas about soul mates and secret love. Enjoy reading!

I remember this guy back when we’re still in fourth grade let’s call him in the name of Mr.Genius (coz his very good in Math). So my story goes like this.

First day of school, I meet my old friends and some new classmates. Our class adviser decided to arrange our seats. He seats in front of me. We still don’t know each other that time.

The second day, the teacher told us to get 10 sheets of pad paper for our penmanship folder, then the guy seating in front of me offered to give me ten sheets of pad paper, he was kinda friendly to me, but I said no thanks coz I have my own. The next few days, he was friendly to me and we talked to each other, get to know more about each other, and I noticed that when I arrive at school he was there talking with his guy friends and when he saw me arrive, he suddenly will go to his seat. These time I was thinking that this Mr. Genius guy likes me because I saw some obvious signs where in a guy is doing when he likes a girl. But, that time I wasn’t that into things like crushes or simply boyfriends thingy. That time I already knew that Mr.Genius likes me, so I was thinking of a way so he would not like me anymore, then I start to be rude to him, and I start to avoid him. One time when we were having our Chinese calligraphy class, he’s jacket was placed at the back of his chair. Then suddenly I accidentally brushed my Chinese brush onto his jacket, leaving a big black mark on his jacket. I’m so shocked and don’t know what to do, because I know if he found out he’ll be mad at me. So I decided to just sit quietly and continue writing. Later he found out, then he asked me if I was the one who did that, I said it wasn’t me, because I was afraid to tell him. Then he got mad at me and told his friends about it. The first quarter has ended and the teacher again decided to change our seat plan, this time it was me who was seating in front of him. It was like every time if the teacher is going to change our seat plan, he is always near me. That time when I accidentally put Chinese ink into his jacket, from then on don’t talk to each other anymore, few weeks past, we began to develop shyness between the two of us. Every time I’m gonna pass near him, I noticed that he is trying to avoid me.

When we were in fifth grade, I don’t know what was happening to me, but soon I just realized that I have feelings for him (It’s just really weird), so that time I don’t know what I was doing, I black texted him, and in one of our text he asked me if I was interested in him and I said I was..(I don’t know what I’m doing that time, right know I’m thinking back that time were I confessed to him that I like him, It makes me feel that I’m totally a foolish girl.) But soon he knew that it was me and I was so ashamed, don’t know what to do because he is telling his friends that I confessed to him that I like him.

By the way, his friend’s brother and my brother know each other and they were both friends, so it means Mr.Genius Guy knows my brother and my brother knew everything that I was doing, and I felt very ashamed. I just wish I didn’t do that anymore.

When we were in sixth grade, Mr.Genius guy has a crush on a girl. Just so you know, Mr.Genius guy is a playboy.

This Mr.Genius guy has a friend, and his friend has a crush on my friend. His friend knew that I like Mr.Genius. So his friend told me that if I would agree to spy on my friend and he to will spy on Mr.Genius and tell me more about him. Then I agreed. He asked Mr.Genius if he is still interested in me, and Mr.Genius guy said that he has liked me back when we were still in fourth grade until now (sixth grade) (that time he likes a girl, me and genius guy are not classmates anymore in sixth grade.)

When there is a batch program or when I’m walking at the hallways or at the corridors, sometimes we cross pass each other and I saw that he stares at me and suddenly look back, he is totally shy too. We haven’t talk for almost 2 and a half yrs. already because we were not classmates. And it’s almost our graduation so I decided to ask him if I could have his graduation pic, he was really shy, and I notice him blushing, and he said yes.
I’m just wondering why is that, if he likes someone at the school, he asks the girl if she can be his girlfriend, but he has a crush on me too, but why is that he is too shy and doesn’t do the same thing to me like what he does to the other girls he like.

Now, that I’m a freshmen, sometimes we cross pass each other and sometimes he look at my eyes so deeply, like he wants to say something, we try to act normal to each other. Sometimes I realize that my fate is testing me, because often we saw each other in the same places. And until now I still has a crush on him, even though he has hurt me a lot of times, I keep on telling myself that I’m not gonna like this person anymore and I’m gonna forget him already, but this feeling I have for him still does not fade away and keeps coming back. I still have this one question on my mind..Does he still like me?

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(Screen) Name: Hollywo0dPrinc3ss