We met back in middle school, where we were both new. Our first conversation was very awkward. We were given one of the those People Scavenger hunts where you need to find people who have done something special, or whatever. I was nervous that it was my first day there so I didn't really pay attention to the people, I just didn't want to make an ass of myself. So as I was doing this thing I got to the question "________ is an only child" I was going around looking for someone, and for some reason I kept asking him if he was an only child. At first he'd just say no, but me being the idiot that I was, would just end up wandering around, and then up asking him again. Finally he just said "NO!! I AM NOT! I HAVE A BROTHER SO STOP ASKING ME" really rudely (I deserved it but it hurt). Our first meeting wasn't great eh?
The next year of middle school we didn't really talk much. We had every class together but we hung out with different people for the most part. Except for Tang. Tang and him had a middle school relationship. It was one of those "OMG!!! HE LIKES HER! SHE LIKES HIM! THEY'RE GONNA HAVE KIDS!!!" kind of thing but they ended up spending a lot of time together. B/c of how the world worked, Tang and me ended up in the same work group for pretty much every assignment we got and as a result, were almost always together in class. Whenever he came over to flirt with her, he'd always make it a point to make me feel stupid or insecure or something. Looking back, he meant it jokingly but as a middle school kid, you take some of the things way too personally. He'd do stupid stuff like call me homo/fag/gay boi, or take something or mine and not give it back. Little things that I'd overreact to and he'd get his minute of glory and I'd feel stupid about myself.
Pretty much, this continued on for the rest of that year. I didn't HATE him, but I really disliked him for the most part. We had some mutual friends so we did end up seeing each other now and then out of school, but really, we were two separate people and I never had any intention of knowing him, let alone loving him.
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