To all you guys out there who wish they could get into a girl's head, here is your solution. Most of this story is unedited thoughts and feelings that I have felt sometime in my life. I hope it helps.

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-CullenGirl968

Example 1: Love

He had me- from that first glance it was clear.

After my first disaster of a relationship, I, 8th grader Marisa Anders, had never thought I would love again. But as I looked into his big blue eyes, saw for the first time his straight, jet-black hair and perfect face, I was doing it again. I was falling in love. Stupid, stupid me. I knew how things like this ended. But for some reason, I couldn't stop staring.

My friend used to live in Washington DC before she moved to Connecticut. As our nation's capitol, I had always respected this city. But then I met her friends. They all lived way outside of the little bubble I had grown up with. They had no curfew, no bedtime, no parents. They lived in a world of nonstop parties and fun. Of course, it wasn't all fun. There was alcohol and fights at most of these parties.

Never would I have assumed that my quiet, stick-skinny friend had grown up like this. But, as I had come to realize in the last two months, you never knew everything about your friends. Even your closest ones could turn out to be the exact opposite of what you know.

Most of her DC friends were boys, pretty much all of whom she had dated. There was Ryland, Kevin, Darren, Alex, Claire… and then there was Cody. Those were the "good" side of the people she knew from her previous life.

Then there was the bad side (aka the people who had not taken Emily breaking up with them quite so well). This list changed a lot (people kept moving and dying and having changes of heart), but usually consisted of Jason, Logan, Max, and sometimes Kevin, but he was better after he had gone through anger management for the second time.

Until very recently, Emily had had a steady relationship going with Kevin. He always seemed to land himself in the hospital (idiot), and was there on average once or twice a month. He wasn't weak though. What is it with these beautiful boys in DC? They all had six/ten-packs, for god sakes! I remember one fight Kevin got in where he threw a couch at one guy. A whole couch! And they're all amazingly hot… but more of that later. Why else would they go out with Emily, the model?

After she left DC, Emily stayed in contact with most of her friends there via email. This is where I come in. About a month ago, Emily had been telling me about something sweet Kevin had done for her. Then, stupid me, I playfully complained about being single. Flawlessly being a good friend, she told me she would ask Cody if he liked blondes. He emailed me, and we started talking too.

Cody turned out to be the dream guy for me. He had lived in DC with Emily. He liked to snowboard and skateboard, had read Twilight (an unexpected mega-plus), and was really sweet and funny. I was amazed that he was my boyfriend. He was perfect. But then, a week later, he and Emily kissed. Emily told me sheepishly, unable to hide the truth from me. That night, Cody and I broke up over the internet (sad face). Try as I might, though, I couldn't stay away from him. Stupid, stupid me. We got back together, needless to say, after he was (once again) hospitalized. As it turns out, he couldn't forget me either. That was a few weeks ago.

Since then, I am proud to say that we have broken up. Sadly, he is now dating another one of my Connecticut friends, Natalie. Even more sadly is what is happening now.

Emily, Natalie, Katie and I (pretty much all of my friends who talk to the guys in DC) always meet in the bathroom during lunch to talk, away from the noisy and crowded lunchroom. Today, Emily was showing us pictures on her phone of everyone in DC who we had never seen before. Of course they're all amazingly hot, some less than others. They all basically looked the same, though; dark hair, with random facial flaws that looked good on them.

I skimmed through the pictures absentmindedly, laughing when they were doing something stupid, something that Ryland and Kevin would do. Then, one picture caught my eye. I stared at him, wondering who he could be.

His hair was black like the others', swept to the side. He had strong arms and wore all black, a style that fitted him. The picture was perfectly clear, an abnormality among the crappy pictures Emily's phone usually takes. You could tell that he was outside, the sun shining on his beautiful face. Everything about the picture was perfect, really; the clarity, the person in it, the placing… it was all amazing.

"Em, who is this? He's really hot." I asked. Natalie, the peppy preppy one (as we called her) bounced over to my side to investigate, always eager to see another hot guy from DC.

"He is kinda hot." She said, "Is that Kevin?" Emily shook her head.

"That's Cody" she laughed. Nataly screamed, of course, realizing her boyfriend was so totally hot. I clamped my hand to her mouth to muffle her scream. When it turned into a steady hyperventilation, I took it off.

Oh my god. I used to be dating him? That was Cody? He was by far the hottest guy in all of Emily's pictures. Why did I ever break up with him? It was like falling in love again. Stupid, stupid me. I tried to tell myself that he had cheated on me, twice, and was going out with one of my best friends. I shouldn't let this one picture change how I really felt inside. But I could feel it happening.

It was that feeling I had gotten whenever he had called me baby, or sent me an e-flower. Staring into those piercing blue eyes, I realized how I felt. I had never stopped loving him. Even if we had only gone out for a week, I felt more strongly about him than I had about anyone I had ever dated. Crap. Now my life was just that much more complicated.