Part 6, Puppy love

This story might seem to slow down a bit from the rest, but I want to keep chronological order for those of you reading my stories. This story will lead to much bigger things, in later stories. Hope you enjoy and comment.

I was about 9 when I had my first boyfriend. His name was Tyler. A white boy from my class, that would always try to get behind me in physical education. I talked to him a little bit, but didn’t have an interest in him. One morning, Tyler and his mom came into class with flowers, chocolates, and a teddy bear. I didn’t realice it was Valentine’s day, and didn’t really care about it. I had seen some of the girls waking around with flowers and cards and those kind of things on previous years. I myself had received cards and candy’s that asked if I would be their valentine. Other girls made a big deal about that stuff, but I didn’t care. Tyler and his mom walked straight to me and the paused in silenced. Tyler’s mom shoved him and said,”ask her”. Tyler gulped and and blurted out, “can you be my valentine?”. I had never been asked that in person. Everyone in class, including our teacher just froze and stared at me in silence. I must have been bright red, i felt embarrased, and wanted all the attention off of me. I figured it was just like the cards from previous years, and just said yes. They handed me the flowers, teddy bear, a card, chocolates, just stuff I could not even carry. His mom made Tyler stand next to me and took a picture of us.
Tyler’s mom, “she is really pretty, you better not mess up or she will dump you”.
Tyler,”I won’t mom”.
Tyler’s mom left and a few of the boys in class complimented Tyler on getting a girlfriend.
Shawna was a black girl who was one of my best friends, and Amanda was a hispanic girl that was also one of my best friends. They both sat next to me in class.
Shawna,”your the first one with a boyfriend, congratulations!”.
Me,”I’m not his girlfriend.”
Amanda,”yes you are, you said yes to him in front of the whole class”.
Shawna,”you don’t like him?”
Amanda,”he is cute.”
Tyler was not a bad looking kid, he was actually kind of cute, but I didn’t like him really. I figured I might as well play it out a few days and let it die down.
Me,”yeah, i guess he is my boyfriend.”
Having a boyfriend was not everything it was hyped up to be. He wanted to walk with me everywhere holding my hand, which got us in trouble. He wanted to sit with me in lunch, which I didn’t like, because I could not gossip with my friends. Worst of all, word got around the school that I had a boyfriend, other girls hated me, and Mr. Lopez found out about it.