Boredom Induced Overdue PostOk.. 9th grade crush.
I was 14. She was 14. We used to be in the same class in the academy. I didn't notice her beautiful hair and lips and so on until i overheard her from the next room commenting on my clothes one day after which she and her friends started laughing.
Now that was serious. I started wearing better clothes. BUT I got back on her on the Independence day when she was wearing clothes the colour of the flag.. Ha!
During those two years, she and her friends would throw their sandals in front of us as part of their many truth and dare games, and then walk one shoed to get them back, she would laugh at my jokes during the birdflu days, i started getting dreams about her, the phones started getting smarter, i started getting waves of pimples, she started wearing dupattas, our teachers would forever compare mine and hers handwritings, tests, etc as we were better than other students.
But she was more intelligent.
Last time i saw her it was three years ago. We passed each other by on a street, without a word like always. Da End.