My name is Gabe. I live with my mom in Manhattan, New York. You might remember me from the story of my first love... or as I prefer to call it, my first heartbreak. Well let me just start by saying I'm not the same kid I was back then.

First of all, I'm not 10 anymore.I'm 17 now. I haven't seen Rosemary in 7 years, since she left the city for camp. She never came back. Turns out her parents had been workin on a new soap drama and they decided to film it in L.A. They moved there. Whatever, I mean it's not like I didn't see something like that coming. We both knew it ( whatever "It" was) had to end. But it didn't make it hurt any less...

After a while though, the hurt did start to fade. It just wasn't worth it to hang on. I had to let go. So I did. I got back to sports and friends. Focused on "The Prize" as dad says. My dad and I still went to the park and practiced my kicks. Thanks to all that practice and focus, I'm now the star player on my school's football and basketball team, which makes me the most popular senior guy. That definatly makes school easier. The guys wanna be me, the girls wanna date me. Which would've been great if I accually wanted to date at least one of the girls there. But I donno, I guess no one's lived up to my expectations. To... nevermind.

Ever since I got over Rosemary, things went back to the way they were. My parents did end up finalizing their divorce and my dad moved to an apartment a few blocks away. The only difference was that they were friends again. They didn't argue.
I guess the divorce was the best thing after all. My territory had been expanded. I'm alowed to pretty much go where ever I want in Manhattan now. Well, even if I wasnt' alowed, it's not like Mom would notice. she's always at work. And when she's not, she's on dates that websites like eHarmony or set her up with. Most of them are dudds though. They rarely make it to date 2.

I was fine with the life I led. Simple. No drama, no hurt. But do you think I`ve gone through this entire bio of my life just to say hey? No, I`m here because, although I thought I`d seen the last of that girl. The girl that convinced me that girls didn`t have coodies. The girl that made me admit that girls mature faster. The girl who made me nervious in ways I can`t explain. The girl that made my heart beat so load I was afraid she might hear it. Yes I thought that day at that wedding would be the last time I saw my first love. But I couldn`t have been more wrong.