Your first love is also your first heartbreak

I walked down the halls my heart braking as I walked past him. He was with her. After everything, everything I gave to him he chose her. Manny Santos the slut, the little girl that had to wear skimpy clothes to be noticed. I gave him everything I had, my trust my love and my virginity. That night we made love in his garage that was everything but I guess it was just sex to him. Now I cannot cry and I cannot sulk I must be strong. I have to get over him. Well I have to try and get over him. He was my first love. It's sort of hard to get over your first love.

I walked to my locker, placed a book in and exchanged it with another. I then turned to the mirror on my locker door. I could see and feel the tears in my eyes. Why did he have to do this to me? Why did he have to make me suffer? There is only one thing I can do. Get revenge. I can't do anything too brutal just mildly brutal. That way he knows that he broke the wrong girls heart.

I decided to plan my so-called revenge on Craig after school. Today I have to get through school. School oh school how I loathe you.

I went to my first class, media immersion. One of the few classes I shared with Craig. I decided I would just not pay attention to him. Yeah right. How can I not pay attention to him when he keeps sending me notes telling me how sorry he is. He can be sorry. That won't help. I want him to pay. To pay for what he has done to me. He was the one person I trusted most in the world and he royally fucked me over.

"I'm sorry." He whispered to me in that disgusting voice of his. "I don't care if you're sorry Craig. I gave everything to you and you still chose her." I whispered back. The bell then rang. I grabbed my stuff and walked out of that class leaving Craig in the dust.

Flashback: This will be a flashback back to the night they broke up.

I was walking over to his house. We were supposed to study. Which also meant we were supposed to study each other's mouth. I was an hour early but I wanted to see him so bad. I missed him so much. I had seen him the day before but I still missed him. I figured he would be in the garage practicing his guitar like he always did. I didn't bother to knock because I was too excited to see him.

Lately all I wanted to do was see him. Since that night in the garage Craig and I had connected physically and mentally. I walked through the doors.

There he was. Shirt of, pants unbuckled and then there she was, shirt off bra unbuckled but not completely off, her pants where completely off. They were snogging each other's faces off like there was no tomorrow.

Craig looked up at me. I figured I would be crying right? Wrong I was so mad. "YOU STUPID BASTARD! I HATE YOU!" I yelled running out of the garage. Craig buckled his pants and threw his shirt on. He came running after me. "Wait!" He yelled. "I HATE YOU GET AWAY FROM ME" I yelled back. "I love you." He screamed out. "Is that the best you can come up with? That's just pathetic. You are cheating on me and you claim to love me? If you loved me so much you wouldn't be with her. You would be with me. Loving me holding me and taking care of me." After I said those words I ran to my house. Leaving them there waiting out side. He had just lost the best thing that had happened to him. It was his fault though. He knew it was bound to happen someday. He just didn't know that day was going to be today.

End of flashback

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