My first crush was when I was in 6th grade. His name was Trevor. I was kind of pathetic :-X I used to give him my leftover lunch money so he could buy an ice cream sandwich at the end of lunch, thinking that would make him like me. I liked him for four straight years, until one day my "friends" told him that I liked him, and insisted he meet me at a dance. He was there and so was I, but when he saw me, he walked past me and left.
So much for my first crush, huh? :-P