Okay back in West palm I was living with my mom and I was happy there because I was friend with half of the kids in the school and my grade were not that great but all of that was messed up because of one poor judgment I made; this is the story of how i got sent to jacksonville and messed up my life:
Okay I was an 8th grader and I was dating the most popular and amazing guy name ja'vante. At first we were friends, I used to tell him everything even the thing I would tell any of my friends or my other boyfriend before Ja'vante; he was my best friend and we have been friend since we were babies, he was there for me when my mom got remarried; I always told him about the problem I was having with either my boyfriend or my family and he would all help me with those problem. when I broke up with my other boyfriend he gave me a shoulder to cry on and a few weeks after breaking up with my boyfriend he told me how he felt about me ever; he told that he has been in love with me since were in 3rd grade and then I finally found out why I wasn't complete, it was because my hurt was waiting for him and I did love him I just didn't know it until now.
On our first date he took me to the beach; he made us food and we sat on a table clouth and ate, it was so romantic because he we were feeding each other and everything it was so cute. after that we went swimmingit was so fun i didn't want it to end. he bought me home and kissed me good night.