Tuesday, March 5, 2013

The First Time I Fell In Love

I was 16 years old. I was sitting in my English class. I was goofing around with my bestie and making fun of our idiot table partners. It was hilariously funny making explicit remarks about them. We all were having a good time not doing our classwork. Ha ha. Then it happened. He walked into our classroom exuding plenty of swag! So much that I completely stopped laughing and stared at him. Soaking in all the finess and handsome qualities he had to offer. Then I did it. My heart began to have premature ventricular contractions as I started to fall hard and deep, so deep into love with a perfect stranger! My god! After I started to wind down from the euphoric state his presence put me in, I noticed he was looking at me too. He had the most beautiful clearest brown eyes I'd ever seen. He licked his lips and dazzled me with a smile that melted me to my seat. In my mind I was thinking, none too innocently, of the things I'd do to him that would make a prostitute blush. Ha! The rest of that day I was in a trance. I was stupid drunk on the wonderful feeling of being in love for the first time!
 

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