Even though class was ongoing, my mind was pretty much making the rounds elsewhere that doesn't involved American history or anything Mrs. Miller was talking about at the moment.
Carlos was no doubt a douche and might have hurt me with everything he did but I realized, I haven't been exactly honest with my feelings either. Heck, I am to blame for most part as well.
What exactly was I even expecting, that everything was just gonna be all vanilla ice creams and kisses till we get out of high school and then realize there is more to life than sneaking around behind closed doors?
If truth be told, i was merely infatuated with the idea of dating him when he pretty much asked me to be his girlfriend. My whole sense were pretty much lost in the depth of his piercing blue ocean eyes, ca
