My Long-Lost Love Story

Kenneth Broyles

19 November 2012

Ms. Harmon

Pre Ap English 10

My Long-Lost Love Story

            I shiver as the cold, bitter air blows on my hot face. I see her crying, so I know it is hard for her to do this. I really don’t want to deal with anyone. This break-up is killing me. I have never, ever cared for a girl as much as I have and still do for her. I guess I deserve this for what I did to her before we got together. I don’t know what I’m going to do anymore. I can tell this is hurting her. It’s hurting me just as much.

            Today is just as regular day. As usual, I go to sleep in most of my classes. Lunch finally comes around. Of course, I’m going to go to lunch but for some reason while I am waiting in line I feel something inside me. Not like a bug or anything, like a felling something was going to happen. Instead of thinking more about it, I just shake it out of my mind and get my plate and go sit down. I left the cafeteria to find my usual hangout. Sitting there is a girl.

            “Hi, my name is Diamond. What’s yours?” she says.

            “Kenneth……. Kenneth Broyles,” I respond.

We start talking and laughing and playing around. The bell rings and out of nowhere I hear her say:

            “I know this is weird, but I think you are cute and I wanted to know if you would want to be my boyfriend.”

I’m shocked about that question. I didn’t know what to or how to react to her question. An awkward silence fell between us.

            “I will think about it,” I say to break the silence and awkwardness.

            2 weeks pass and I still didn’t give her an answer. She asked me every day and I always say I’m still thinking. Today, I don’t feel myself. I am thinking more and more about the question. I sit in English class and think long and hard about her. Finally, I decide I’m going to say yes. I can’t get her off my mind, so I have to be with her. The bell rings and I leave to find her. I turn the first corner and there she is. She looks at me and smiles as I walk up to her.

            “Yes,” I say when I get to her.

            “What?” she responds?

            “Yes, I will be your boyfriend,” I tell her with a smile.

            “Yaay, for real?” she says with a huge grin on her face.

            “Yes for real. I sat down and actually started thinking and realized that you are a lot like me. We have a lot in common and you are a beautiful girl.”

            The smile on her face looks like it could circle the world. We hugged and smiled all day long. I felt happy when I was with her.

            I wake up every morning with a smile on my face. I actually look forward to going to school every day. Every moment with her is a blessing. Today has been one of the weirdest days ever. Everybody is telling me that I have a good girl and saying they hope it works out. I don’t even know all these people but I just smile and say thanks.

            “Kiss!!” my Mexican friend, Yesenia, says.

            “Why do you want to see us kiss so badly, Yesenia,” Diamond and I reply unison.

            “Because ya’ll have not kissed yet and I want to be the first to witness it,” she says gleefully.

            Me and Diamond look at each other and I can feel the rush of temptation come into my system. Without a word, I lean in, softly touch her face, and kiss her. The feeling I have is unexplainable. Her lips are soft and smooth. The kiss lasted for a while and when we finally unlock lips, we laugh softly and kiss again.

            “Aww, that’s so beautiful,” Yesenia says excited.

            “Ok, you got to see us, now it’s time for you to go so we can cuddle and kiss some more,” I tell her with a grin.

            “Oootay,” she says in the cute little voice she does all the time.”

            We sit on the table and kiss and caress each other until the bell rings ruining or moment.                    

            “Well, time to go to class,” she says.

            “I will walk you to your class babe,” I reply.

            “You will be late. You don’t have to walk with me. I don’t want you to be late and get tardy.” She says with a half frown on her face.

            “Please, baby I am not worried about being late. I am a track star, therefore I have nothing to worry about,” I say to her with a reassuring smile.

            She smiles and grabs my hand and walk. We talk about all our good times we had today and play around while we walk. When we get to her class I kiss her, hug her, and run to class.

            Two months pass and everything that happens in between the two months are perfect. We don’t argue a single time and we kiss and hug and talk all day every day. I even tell her that she is the only thing keeping me from moving with my mother. Today she doesn’t look to happy. She is frowning and walking slow with her head down.

            “What’s wrong baby?” I say with compassion.

“I have to tell you something babe,” she replies as she grabs my hand and walks over to the table we usually sit at.

            “We have to break up….” She says very low.

            My heart sinks and I look at her with a confused face.

            “Why?” I ask

            “My momma said because of what happened with all the you having me waiting for you was bad and she didn’t want me to be with you,” she says angrily

I put my hand on her face and she puts her hand on mine. I lean in and give her a long, soft kiss. She starts crying so I grab her and hold her. I shiver as the cold, bitter air blows on my hot face.