I remember the first time I saw my baby. We were in fourth period, history class. It was like the first or second day of the ninth grade. I was sitting in the first row by myself, not talking to anyone. Then I heard someone calling to me.
"Hey!" He said. At first I didn't think he was talking to me, so I ignored him. But he said it again and I turned around.
Sitting dagonal from me was this boy. I didn't really think "Wow! What a hottie," or anything, but he was kinda cute. I didn't know that that very boy would become so drop dead gorgous to me that I couldn't sleep at night. Anyway, he handed his notebook to me.
"Will you sign this?" He asked, grinning. I laughed, "Yeah," and took it from him. It was already covered with names. I scribbled my name on an empty spot, and handed it back to him.
"Christa?" He read it out loud, looking up at me to see if he was right. And I nodded. "Yep."
The boy looked at me a second, grinned and said "Cool!" Then turned around in his set and started talking to his friends.
Now, I admit, it wasn't Love at first sight, but it was the very start of my life.
Oh! And later, only a month or two ago, he told me he was upset then because I didn't write down my number.
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