The Scene Of The Crime...-S.

     I had the biggest crush on A. from sixth grade on into ninth grade when he asked me out to our homecoming dance. I thought he was the cutest, sweetest guy around(and I still do)! He asked me to our homecoming dance the beginning of my ninth grade year. At the time, he was a junior in high school, so this was a HUGE deal!!! A junior asked ME a freshman to be his date to homecoming!!! *insert girlish giggles here* This was my junior high crush of three years, and he asked me out! Needless to say, I said yes. I was ecstatic!

     I didn't know that A. had felt the same way about me for the past three years. I had no idea until he had told me a few days later. The day after he asked me to homecoming, we went to a Starbucks concert(later known as "the scene of the crime"), and sat in the same big comfy chair together. We awkwardly held hands like high schoolers do, and we scooted closer and closer together throughout the evening until I was practically in his lap! Then A.'s dad showed up to take him home, and my mom took me home(yes, on our first date, she was there. I know, talk about embarrassing). He called me as soon as I walked into the door, and We spent the night talking about how amazing the date was!

     We spent days talking about that date. We wanted to get together more and more! I had fallen in love with him that night in Starbucks! Little did I know, he had fallen in love with me too... High schoolers in love?!?! How??? I had never thought a guy like A. would fall for me! The next Friday, we went out to see a movie, or something of that nature. I remember I willed him to kiss me in my mind! We did not kiss for another two months. We were taking our time. Ahhh, the innocent days. Just two weeks later, he told me he loved me... I said it back without a second of hesitation. That was the night he told me he had fallen for me in our Starbucks on our first date.

     Our homecoming night came around. I went to a friends house, and she and I got ready together in silence. Her date picked her up first. Then the doorbell rang! After just three hours of getting ready, he was already here???I think I nearly had a heart attack. I remember walking around the corner, and A. looking at me with nothing short of awe in his eyes! Why?! Just plain old me! He looked perfect... I felt like the luckiest girl in the world...

     He gave me the most beautiful corsage of white roses, and a black beaded bracelet. I still have it to this day. I will treasure it forever. I pinned the white rose onto his chest. His black suit looked incredible on him! It made his tan skin, and emerald green eyes pop more than they already did! People took pictures of us as he put the corsage on my wrist, but that was of no importance to us. We were in love, and about to spend a perfect night dancing, and saying "I love you's" and "I love you too's" to each other. Maybe even share a kiss?

     We didn't kiss homecoming night. We spent the night dancing in each others arms, and sharing "I love you's" and "I love you too's." We went to an after party, and watched a movie, and listened to music, and danced! We headed home at three in the morning. My mom took us. A.'s best friend at the time was knocked out in the seat in front of us, we were in the back seat of my mom's minivan and I fell asleep on A.'s shoulder. He woke me up with a kiss on the cheek... His lips were so close to my mouth... I could've just turned slightly, and we'd have kissed! But, no... I didn't want our first kiss to be in my mom's minivan with his snoring best friend, and my mom staring at us as she drove. Not yet.

     We had a hard time getting together after that. Parents tried to break us up, and actually succeeded in keeping us from having any contact for exactly a year. We got back together the day they had broken us up. We were home schooled, so there was no way of seeing each other! We were put on lock down groundings, and everything was taken from us. I had no contact with anybody. I wasn't allowed to talk to ANYBODY. Not family, or friends, or anything. My mom took me to a counselor, and I was grateful for the contact with someone. I got to vent for three hours a week. My counselor told me there was nothing wrong with me, and that my mother was at fault.

      A.'s parents did similar things to him.

      One of my best friend's at the time got us back together. A week after my mother left my dad, she got us back together. I went to visit my dad, and she asked if I wanted to go to the mall with her after her tai kwon do tournament. I said yes, of course! I hadn't seen friends in a year, so this was great! We went, and ten minutes after getting into the tai kwon do building, I saw Austin walk in. Apparently, everyone knew about the whole plan but me! But how could I not be the happiest girl in the world?!?! I walked up to him, and gave him the longest hug I had ever given anyone... We didn't kiss though. We were unsure of where we stood with each other. I didn't know if he had gone out with other girls or just plain gotten over me while we were together! He didn't know if I had either! We didn't ask each other about that for a while. That was too scary to consider. It turns out neither of us had done anything, or crushed on anybody, or tried to go out with other people! We waited for each other. That sounds like a Disney movie, I know, but it really did happen to us!

      We finally kissed again a few hours later... We've been inseperable ever since! We have planned our futures around each other, and now have made a life together! I can't imagine a life without my A. He is most certainly my world!!! Soon, I will be moving down to live by him. I have to finish my classes here first. We are the mushiest couple anybody could ever possibly see! We are always holding hands, or A. has his arm around me, and we are never afraid to kiss in public like before. We treasure ever kiss more than ever before...We treasure our time together much more now that we've known what it was like to be apart! Now, A. has a promise ring from me, and we hope to be married in the near future.

      We have been back together for  years! Who says high school relationships don't last!



     More later!


-S.