he is was your childhood bestfriend, you spent summers together, had the best times. You guys were absolute bestfriends. He was nerdy, shy kid back then. Your parents said you need to move, you told him and your goodbye was a kiss, yours and his first kiss ever.

After you left you tried to connect with postcards but they stopped coming, he stopped replying. Not years later, you are seventeen, coming back to the place you meet him. You will be going to the same school as him. But you didn’t know he changed that much…your mom and his mom are best friends.

You changed to, because much more gorgeous, and cute. You were very outgoing but now your more shy since you been moving schools every two years. You have the same glasses that he remembered, same everything but more beautiful.

One of the guys infront you, the tallest turned, which made his ginormous hockey bag come around and knock you to the floor. Literally. His body-bag-sized duffel laid me out. “Oof” was the moronic noise you heard yourself make as you fell to my ass, and something about that duffel slamming into me and a random laugh I heard from somewhere behind me in the hallway was the final straw.