• Their he was. Sitting next to me while a substitute read one of the class books. The lights were off, the sun shined in the window in a dim way. And my best friend sitting on the other side of me.

    My best friend, Jean, was telling me to kiss him. Nick, my boyfriend, was getting nurvise. So we both got in the position and kissed (on the lips, not french kissing).

    We kissed each other on the cheeks many times before. Jean said to me the next day, "If you guys don't french, I won't be your friend anymore". (Jean and I would always get in fights, and our fights would only last for a day, at the greatest).

    But Nick wasn't up to it. so we backed down and I told Jean he didnt want to......

    And then one day, two weeks later, we were still reading the same book. So, Nick grabed my arm and held my hand, but i was trying to get away from him. He wouldn't let me go, and he kept saying "Jenny?". And the only reason I was letting go was because Jean was mad at me. So...... I chose her side.

    Then, from that day to the last day of school, Jean wouldn't let me get near him, look at him, or talk to him.

    But on the last day, Jean said "Fine. Go ahead and go back out with him. I don't care. I just want to see you smile and laugh again." So Jean went to Nick and told him that he can talk to me again. And she told him to ask me out.

    So he came over, maybe 10 mintutes before the bell rang on the last day of school...to go home, and he said to me, "Will you go out with me?" And I said "Sure. Do you have an email so we can keep in touch?"

    So then he gave me his email address. And to this day he is calling me a cheater because I went out with two other guys during our 6th grade year (we didn't go to the same middle school). But i thought we weren't still together because he didn't email me, and we didn't keep in touch, during the summer! And by the way, I just got out of the 6th grade.