August 19th, 2020

It was the first day of seventh grade and I was so glad to be back in school. Covid-19 had cut school short last year so I hadn’t been able to hang out with many of my friends during the pandemic. I looked at my schedule to figure out where I was going. 

I had just gotten out of athletics and was looking for my second period classroom. My schedule said to go to Mrs.Kirk’s classroom. I walked down the five hundred hallway and began looking for her class. She was the first class to the right and as I entered her class I saw many familiar faces.

I was excited to see Melanie, Ben, Gabriel, and many other friends. Then I saw you. You were new here and I didn’t even know your name. Later on I found out your name was Trey, Trey Daniell. 

I won’t lie, I honestly found you attractive, and you seemed fairly cool. You weren’t loud but you weren’t quiet either. I would glance your way every now and again but mainly because I was curious. After what felt like hours of talking with my friends the bell finally rang and we were off to our third period classes.

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Sadly, we didn’t have our next class together but what I didn’t know was that we had the same fourth period together. For our fourth period we both had B.I.M with Coach Powell. We sat only a few seats away from each other. I would listen to what others had to say about you but I didn’t really have an opinion on you since I hadn’t even talked to you yet.

(Around two weeks pass)

I had finally met you. You were really funny and goofy. We didn’t talk much but I overheard many conversations since we sat pretty close in our classes we had together. I had a tiny thing for you but nothing serious if I’m being honest. 

I was always curious to know about you though. Then again that may be just because I tend to be nosy. Once we started to actually talk (about half-way through the school-year)  though, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was beginning to like you, a lot. 

We were always play-fighting. And when I would try to hit you jokingly you would grab me by my wrist and we’d laugh because of how big your hand was compared to mine. (He was six foot tall then and I was only four feet and ten inches) Everyone was always talking about how we acted like a couple.

It came as no shock when people found out about me and you dating. However, everyone had comments and opinions of their own. We had been dating for around a month when school ended. Over the summer I had an internal debate with myself on my sexuality and decided to end things on a peaceful note until I had figured out my sexuality.