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My second kiss-part 1

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Before I can tell you about my second kiss, I need to tell the backstory. It’s a little long, so I’m going to split it up in two parts. I don’t want to bore you before I can convince you my stories are worth reading 🙂

This story seems a bit too good/too bad to be true, but it is. I promise. The beauty of an anonymous blog is that I can be completely open and honest.

The summer after my senior year of high school, I went to Florida with my church youth group. This was our yearly high school camp, and it was always such a fun week. The seemingly endless bus ride was hard to adjust to, but by my fourth year, I knew how to sleep in horribly awkward positions on or under charter bus seats.

About 200-300 students went every year, and you’d always make incredible friendships by the end of the week. I met this really cute guy during the week, and he looked a bit familiar. It turns out that he was my neighbor! He lived directly behind me, so our backyards were just separated by a fence. He practiced soccer in his backyard a lot, and I loved to lay out and/or read in my backyard. We’d both glanced over a few times, but we’d never actually met. Meeting in FLORIDA was just too bizarre. We instantly hit it off, and did I mention he is really cute? One afternoon, the two of us went out into the ocean and talked for a long time while enjoying the waves. I was in full on crush mode. There was a snack shack down the street from the camp, and a bunch of us, including my neighbor (we’ll call him NB, for neighbor boy). After we all ordered food, he put his wallet in my bag since he didn’t have pockets. When we got back to the camp, everyone went to their rooms to get ready for the night. Being a normal teenage girl, I obviously glanced into his wallet to make sure there wasn’t anything weird. There was no abundance of condoms or weird club membership cards, but there was a picture of a cute girl. A friend had made a comment about NB possibly having a girlfriend, but after spending time with him and getting to know him, it didn’t seem possible. We’d hit it off so well, and he definitely did not act like a guy with a girlfriend.

When trying not to jump to conclusions about this relatively cute girl in his wallet, I brought it up when returning his wallet to him. He was clearly thrown off but calmly answered that it was his girlfriend. As this was over four years ago, I can’t remember the exact details of it all, but he seemed so calm about it all and acted as if it was no big deal. The past several days of spending as much time as possible with him made this all a bit confusing. He later explained that he was in a rough relationship with a girl who was a tad… we’ll say, intense. (She’s crazy)

As the week went along, we still hung out a lot, and he told me a little more about this crazy on-and-off again girlfriend. The more I got to know him, the more I liked him, which made things so complicated since the crazy girl back home was part of the picture too. Now, I’m not a homewrecker, but he was stuck in this awful relationship. I fell for his charm, and he somehow made me believe everything he said. (Hindsight is 20/20)

The senior class gets to stay an extra day and go snorkeling and have a day of bonding and fun without all the other grades. NB is a year younger than me, so he went home with everyone else at the end of the week. When he left, he didn’t get my number. I hoped he would since he was about to get on a bus for about 20 hours, and I knew I’d want to talk to him when I had to make the same long trip the next day.

I’m a bit of a go-getter, so I got his number through a mutual friend and waited to text him later that day. The more we talked, the more I liked him.

Confession: I sometimes screenshot or save important conversations. I’ve been looking at a couple from when NB and I were first getting to know each other. It’s surprisingly hard to think back on it all and remember those feelings. I think that’s part of the reason I’ve been avoiding this post. My first kiss ended up being a bit of a jerk that night, but that was it. My friendship/relationship with NB lasted much longer.

Alright back to the story, once I got back, we went on walks around my neighborhood, talked all night long on the phone, had over-the fence meetings… yes, imagine a cheesy chick flick… We would literally meet at the fence and talk, talk on the phone while looking through the window at each other…. all that ridiculous yet adorable stuff.

Things were going great, but I only had a little time left before going to college… and there was the issue of NB having a girlfriend.

There were a couple times where we’d both sneak out and talk in front of my house, laying on my driveway, talking and looking at the stars. He tried to kiss me one time, but at this point I still hadn’t had my first kiss and didn’t want it to be with a guy who wasn’t 100% single. He had given himself a limit of two weeks where he had to break up with Miss Crazy. She is very over dramatic, and since hearing his side of things, I’ve met a lot of people who knew her and have yet to meet someone with good things to say. I told him that I didn’t want my first kiss to be with someone who had a girlfriend, to which he replied that in two weeks it won’t matter! I told him that in two weeks we could talk about it but for now… NO.

When his deadline was winding down, I didn’t pressure or grill him about it at all. He has a really rocky relationship with his dad, and his dad was all about NB dating Miss Crazy. I think the deadline was to force NB to grow a pair and end a relationship he so desperately wanted to end. All of a sudden, he stopped responding or texting me. The deadline came and went, and I still hadn’t heard from him. I had a couple days before moving to college and really wanted some resolution.

The day before moving to college, I took a break from packing to go to the neighborhood pool to lay out and swim. On my walk there, I turned around to see NB driving by. He pulled over, and even though I was so frustrated, I wanted some answers. He apologized and used his charm to distract me. We went to the pool, and he got the chair next to me. We talked and relaxed until he got a call, causing him to jump up and talk outside the pool area. I could see him pace back and forth past the entrance gate. He came back and told me that Miss Crazy was coming to play tennis (the courts are right by the pool), and he thought it’d be best to move chairs. He said she’d be mad if she saw him sitting by me…. what?! Craaaazy woman.

I saw a girl I knew at the lifeguard stand, so I went over by here, still a bit shocked by NB’s move. She’d witnessed the whole thing and since she went to school with both of them, she gave me a little insight into NB and Miss Crazy’s relationship. Wow it was worse than I thought. The girl is truly crazy. I joked with the lifeguard about going on a run in my sports bra and “accidentally” run by the tennis courts. I can’t even imagine what Miss Crazy would do.

More evidence on Miss Crazy… I put up pictures from camp on facebook and tagged NB in a picture of us. When I woke up the next morning, I had a friend request from her. Normally I wouldn’t accept, but I wanted to creep on her facebook to see if she really seemed as crazy as I heard. A few days later, she sent me a message telling me that she was sure I was a great girl, as NB had nothing but great things to say about me… but I was to never text him, call him, or contact him “ever again”. At this point, nothing had happened, but she didn’t like the fact we lived so close or something? Crazy.

To wrap this long backstory up, I went away to college and would occasionally see the (constantly changing) relationship status update of one of them on my facebook newsfeed and thank God that I got out of that mess.

Now for the story of the what happened next….

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