10-28-2006, 01:06 AM
My first crush was Jackie Bigeral. I loved her.
We dated all through the 4th grade. I didn't even know we were dating until one day one of her friends "psst'ed" me in class and pointed to her shoes where I saw she had stuck tacks in the soles in a way that spelled out my name.
Then we went on a field trip to Upper Canada Village and I bought an Indian Headress that I was sure would impress her but something had changed between us. Then on the bus ride home I was told by that very same friend of hers that pointed out Jackie's shoe art to me months earlier that she didn't like me anymore. That she had fallen in love with Matt Charter. The 2 hour bus ride home was a teeter totter of thoughts between thinking up ways to kill him and hammering myself for buying that stupid fucking indian head dress that made me look so stupid that I drove her into Matt Charter's arms.
We dated all through the 4th grade. I didn't even know we were dating until one day one of her friends "psst'ed" me in class and pointed to her shoes where I saw she had stuck tacks in the soles in a way that spelled out my name.
Then we went on a field trip to Upper Canada Village and I bought an Indian Headress that I was sure would impress her but something had changed between us. Then on the bus ride home I was told by that very same friend of hers that pointed out Jackie's shoe art to me months earlier that she didn't like me anymore. That she had fallen in love with Matt Charter. The 2 hour bus ride home was a teeter totter of thoughts between thinking up ways to kill him and hammering myself for buying that stupid fucking indian head dress that made me look so stupid that I drove her into Matt Charter's arms.