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Coming of age introduction
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Opposites Attract
It's always been said: You can't choose the one you love.
A typical Friday night for a fourteen year old girl and I was headed to mall with my best friend Kim. It's just a regular trip to the mall for me, just to hang out with some friends and catch a movie.
My friend Kim and I get to the mall where she was going to meet her boyfriend Tod. I was supposed to be meeting my "boyfriend” there too, but he couldn't make it there that night. So Kim and I were hanging out shopping, talking girl talk and just walking around waiting for Tod to come. Then we finally met up with him and he tells us that he brought some friends with him so we went to meet them. On the way we ran into two girls we knew from school and they were with two of Tod friends who they just happened to have met walking through the mall. So everyone was pretty much coupled up, except me. After talking and walking around some more we headed to the arcade.
In the arcade I ran into another one of Tod friends, who I hadn't seen before, he knew who I was because I was with Kim. So he came up to me and asked "Am I supposed to talk to you,” meaning was he supposed to be trying to hook up with
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But Kim being my best friend filled me in on all she knew about him from Tod. His name was Matt, he was fifteen years old, from Newark New Jersey and he was spending the summer in Pennslayvania with Tod, the basics. So we go into the movies and I remember we saw The Fast and the Furious. I sat in the middle with Matt on one side and Tod and Kim on the other. As we sat through the movie I could feel Melvin and I getting closer without even speaking to each other. We were just sitting there and he had his hand on my knee, at first I thought he was moving a little fast for someone I just met and never really spoke to. But then on the other hand I felt comfortable and that helped me to relax, we were forming this kind of
We instantly started talking about the film we wanted to see and proceeded to get our tickets together. After the movie, he politely asked if it was okay for him to hold my hand and I let him. We walked around the whole mall hand-in-hand talking about the movie we just watched. Then we went outside for a full-blown make out session in a secluded spot. The only reason we stopped was because security told us to leave the premises, we could have easily been there all night. My mom had dropped me off at the mall that night and so he offered to give me a ride home. Right before dropping me off he asked for me to be his girlfriend. And then he shared he was already falling deeply in love with me. I was so shocked by how fast it all happened and it all seemed like a dream to me. I agreed to be his girlfriend, but told him a benevolent lie when I also agreed that I was also falling in love with him already because I did not want to hurt his feelings (Alder, pg 97). Our first date was intriguing because it first felt like we were barely initiating our relationship, then experimenting, then straight to intensifying, all the way to integrating the relationship by the end of the night.
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...hing. I'm not going to say that what I learned is true or not. I am just expressing what I learned. I told you something. It was solely for you and you wasted no time telling everyone. This led me to the realization that I should just cut out the “middle man” because everyone will find out anyways. People can't turn around and tell everybody, because everybody already knows, I told them. Unfortunately this means that there isn't a place in my life for you or somebody like you. Is it sad? Of course. But this is a sadness that I chose. It’s easier to cope with loneliness than betrayal. Sometimes I truly wish that I could say that this was a story about how I got on the bus a boy and got off a man more masculine, hardened, and mature. But that's not the truth. The truth is that I got on that yellow four-wheeled machine a boy. And I never got off of it. I still haven't.