rocK*Star loVe {7th grade sweethearts}

i walked into the lunchroom.

7th grade.

after weeks of missed school.

because the popular girls tortured me. the new girl.

(apparently that's what happens when their crush likes you. boo.)

i did not want to go back. i did not want to live there.

i wanted to be by myself.

but there he was.

bowl hair cut. big brown puppy dog eyes. baggy jencos. and some vans.

not the kind of boy i was used to in nyc.

the kind of boy i was oh so ready to get used to here.

i made friends instantly with this table of highly unique people.

within weeks. we were "it".

we were 7th grade boyfriend & girlfriend.

basically, we held hands and sat together at lunch.

but if you ask me who my first love is.

it's that 7th grade heart throb.

that skater boy. <3

we dated a total of 7 times between 7th and 9th grade.

but high school drifted us.

he was that punk rock band geek.

and me, i was the cheerleader.

we waved in the hall. thats it.

but secretly, i always hoped i would get more than a wave.

for four years, his locker sat next to mine.

and for four years, i drooled over him.

as he brought girlfriend after girlfriend by.

(don't get me wrong i looked at other boys.)

but none so cute as this grungy boy with crazy sideburns

with a camera & drumsticks always in hand.

swoon.

at graduation we stood next to each other.

and said more words to each other in that line

than we had all of high school combined.

i probably blushed a million times

while a bagillion butterflies danced in my stomach.

he went to college.

i went to college.

i slowly forgot about this 7th grade crush.

to be continued....