Maybe it wasn't "real" love, but it felt like it at the time. I was 12 and he was 14. My mom used to be the director of an after school program at a school in the city. I was sitting outside of her office one afternoon doing homework at a small table when a line of kids came down the stairs to go to the cafeteria. A boy - tall, handsome, long curly brown hair - immediately caught my attention. And I caught his.

We stared at each other as he walked by, following the line of kids down the hall. I wasn't sure why but my heart was beating alarmingly fast, my whole body had begun to sweat, and for whatever I was completely unable to look away.

About an hour later he came back, alone. He rounded the corner to where was and walked right over to me as if he'd already decided to talk to me. He asked me if I was Ms. Kim's daughter, which was what most people knew me as if they didn't know me personally. He was very calm, confident, curious. I said, "Yes. Who are you?" It came out a little rude but it was only because I was trying to mask just how excited I was that he was talking to me. He smiled at me, amused. He said his name was Jose.

I can't remember exactly what we talked about for the next few minutes, except that he mentioned something about me doing homework and how I must be smart because he was 2 years older than me and had just learned what I was working on. I remember being sarcastic. I remember him laughing at my smart *** comebacks. Then I remember him leaving and how sad I was when he did. I thought about him nonstop for weeks.

I only saw him and spoke to him and laughed with him a few more times after that. It was my mom's last week at her job as director. There are some memories of him where I don't remember exactly what I said or what he said, but I remember feeling unbelievably happy.

The last memory I have of him is seeing him from down the hall. He was with a friend of his and was saying goodbye to everyone. His hair was out and wild and I could hear him laughing. I remember watching him disappear around the corner. And as he left the building somehow I just knew that I would never see him again. And I was right.
CleverName94 CleverName94
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Aug 21, 2014