I'm not sure exactly how James and I became boyfriend and girlfriend. Our friendship just progressed that way over time. After that we were inseparable. I think every minute at school I was either with James, thinking of James, holding hands with James or kissing James.
It had to happen all at school because once at home, boys were a subject that we just didn't talk about. Plus, I was forbidden to date, hangout with, hold hands with, let alone kiss any boys.
I kept James a secret for awhile. But the secret was bound to get out eventually. I guess it was me who spilled the beans. I was happy. I found a boy that I liked and that liked me back. I wanted permission to see him outside of school, so I asked my mom about dating and going out with a boy and if I could do this. NO! Was her response and this is how the secret of James came out the first time.
I was made to break up with James. I didn't at first but then I was threatened with being follow by my parents at school. My car I had always wanted as my first car, that I was suppose to get for my birthday was being sold. I gave in, it was too much and I broke up with James for the first time. Forced to break up with James is what had happened. I never chose it for myself. I still don't choose it for myself.
I didn't want to end the relationship with James but I had no other choice. James and agreed to stop dating until after winter break and maybe we would try again once break was over.
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