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i come back this year and just keep telling all his friends and my friends how much i like him.
Everyone,everyone! kept on telling me that it is a bad idea that i like him
and anything will ever happen between us
it would end badly and i would get hurt in the end.
my responce to that obviously was - I will change him. he just has to give me a chance.
on one of the weekends we went to my friends house for a house party down in Montreux.
After a horribly huge amoung of champagne we left and made our way in to a shisha bar.
there we had more to drink and had to go back to school.
we roll into the house drunk when we find out that EVERYONE in the whole school is getting alcohol tested.
we obviously thought about that fact before and just incase took a bottle of expensive champagne from my friends house. The teachers were bribed but happy and didn't test us but instead sent us out to go to bowling.
I meet him again in bowlin. We talk and then he ditches me for some peasant girls.
after about ten minutes he realises that he has nothing to talk about with them and comes back to me. i got very flatered and being drunk spilt his whyskey on some random person that was standing beside us.
then he put his glass on the bar but i decided to push him and well basically the glass broke.
he took my hands and said he isn't going to let me do anything else stupid.
he was chating me up. i knew that smile and style of conversation.he was sweet and provocative, masculine and mild, sexy and dominant. as usual.
the next thing i remember is him trying to kiss me. i was expecting that. i turned away.
he asked me what was wrong. i told him he knew.
but he wouldn't give up.
we had to go back to our houses so we were walking back together.
we were walking past a bulding and when the wall finished he turned right instead of going straight and we were behind the building.where no one culd see us. he pushed me towards the wall. i gave in. i let him kiss me.
we herd people coming so we started walking.
for the next 15 min. that thook us to go back, i was screaming and shouting at him that he can't do what he is doing. he can't just get with me when he feels like it and then the next morning just forget about it and act normal.
i learnt from my mistakes.
to be continued...