Boys. One of Earth's greatest mysteries. (Just kidding...but anyway.....) I'm going to tell you about a relationship I recently had. I liked him for a verrry long time. His name was Cody. He played bass guitar in a band he had with his best friend Andrew. They called themselves Nowhere Town Kids. (Patented name sorry guys.) Anyway I liked him for a long time, but I never once had the guts to ask him out. Well actually I did, but I didn't do it because I didn't know what he would think. I was actually going to wait tell we got a little bit older before asking him out, but I didn't have to because the summer after 8th grade he himself asked me out. I couldn't belive it. It was one of the proudest moments of my life. But when it came time to hang out with him..I didn't know what was wrong. I couldn't bring myself to talk to him. I don't know what it was. With every other person I know I can hold a straight conversation with, but with Cody it was different. We would sit there for 10 minutes not saying a word. Maybe we just didn't have the chemistry, but I thought we were going to make a good couple. He told me that was nervous around me, and I felt the same way around him. It was the first time I felt that way around him. Before we were going out I could talk to him, but when we were a couple...it was different. I learned in that relationship that communication is the key. If you can't hold a straight conversation with your boyfriend/girlfriend you might as well just kill the relationship then and there. You could try to work on it like I did and maybe you'll more success than me. Anyway Cody and I had been going out for like a month and school had started like two weeks ago. I met this great guy at school in my Spanish 2 class. His name was Hunter. I didn't even like him at the time I was going out with Cody, but Cody thought I did like him and he was really jealous because I was always around him. We were really good friends at the time. Eventually Cody stopped talking to me altogether at school. We talked through the computer and that's about it. Finally, at the homecoming dance, Cody broke up with me. I knew it was coming and it really wasn't a good time for me because at the time we were going out I didn't even know what I was doing wrong. Then I made things worse. I was so sad, but mad at the same time, so I asked Hunter to dance with me. We slow danced to every slow song they played and we were close. I tried to ignore Cody, but I really wanted to see what he was up to. I thought he was completely ignoring me too, but when I talked to him a few nights later I found out he was really pissed at me because of what I had done at the dance. By the way Hunter even gave me a ride home from the dance. Oh and another thing....he stopped at my house before the dance too, which was very weird...very weird indeed. It was kinda like "Hi..what the fuck are you doing here?" But anyway I was really sad. I loved Cody sooo much. I convinced him to go out with me again, but hey! What do you know? He broke up with me a day later. ONE day. I guess that was enouph time for him to decide he really didn't want to be with me anymore. He said it was over for good. I was upset, but soon I was feeling so much better. I didn't feel pressured to talking to him all the time, and the rumors that were going around about Hunter and I stopped, but not completely. A few weeks later Hunter stopped at my house on a Saturday afternoon with Doug one of our other friends from Spanish 2. He's like "Wanna go to the movies?" And I was like "Sure. Why not?" So there we went. We saw The Comebacks. (Great movie by the way!) And then we got back to my house around 10:30 and I forget what time Hunter and Doug left, but we jumped on the trampoline in my yard for hours and hours. They asked me how Cody was and I was like..."Over." Well then Hunter seemed interested. That night was the first night I started liking Hunter as more than a friend. It started getting cold out and we were laying on our back looking at the stars. Hunter moved closer to me, and I didn't mind. He took my hand and I let him. After that we were an inseparable pair. We've been going out for almost two months now, and I guess that's a very short amount of time, but it feels right. I hope it lasts a long time. Remember: The expected is what we live for; the unexpected is what changes our lives. And I'm not trying to sound like I go through life living on quotes, but hey...that's a good one. Also remember....one the best keys to a relationship is communication.