My Sob Story Part I
Everyone has a sob story, so I figured I should enlighten you with mine. Also, this will give you a much better insight to why Steven and I act the way we do to each other. So...lets rewind...It all goes back to 5th grade and Odyssey. No, it goes back a little farther. When I first moved to Villa Ridge there was this special one-day-a-week class called Odyssey - it was for the elite few who were smarter than the rest of us. Well, I knew I was really smart, but I had to have a teacher referral to be in it. So I always held a grudge against people in Odyssey. So thats how I first met Steven, and I hated him. I thought he was gross.
Then in 5th grade I finally got to be in Odyssey!!! (At the very end of the year...) Then I started to get a crush on Steven...I thought he was cute or something...I don't remember. (The truth is - he was not the cute back then....Sorry Steven.) So then over the summer Michael Frese (one of my best friends/former boyfriend) dared Steven to go out with me for two weeks...and he did. But I didn't even know it for 1 week! Then we kind of - ended - we didn't really break up. Then at the beginning of school we both had two classes together. We talk a lot and well, I don't remember what happened really. We just, talked for 9 hours once and then I think we started going out. Oh yeah! I remember. He asked me out, then we did. It was so cute.
So we were really starting to get associated with each other. We were never without one another. Everyone knew who we were - but mostly as a couple. (Btw, that is not healthy.) Basically - we fell in love. Now, I can't speak for Steven, but I fell in love with him... We shared our first kiss...you know, all that good stuff. It would take me forever to tell you all the small details that graced our relationship.
Then 7th grade rolled around. Thats where it all started going downhill. Back then I swore it was because he got his hair cut. (He used to have long shaggy hair, and that summer he got it cut and he looked way cuter. The day he got it cut I thought that when we went back to school everyone would think he was hott and steal him from me...) Now I think it was a combination of him changing and his appearances changing as well. These girls, Liana, Crissy, Amy, and Mindi, all got crushes on him and wanted to go out with him. Well, at least that is what I think.
Steven started treating me like crap (ex: kicking me, pushing me, making fun of me, ect.) and I had no one to turn to (no friends) because my whole life revolved around him. All his friends were my friends. So when things went downhill, no one was there to catch me. It was so bad that teachers mad fun of me. No one understood me.
Then one day, the worst happened. I was on the phone with him and we were argueing because I didn't like him cussing. Then he was like, "God Muriel, shut up!" and I said, "Don't say God Steven!" Then he said we broke up, I said please don't, and he said, we already did. Then it was done.
Within the next week he was going out with Mindi Miller. I was really upset because she was supposed to be my friend... I was sure he would get back with me. Even after we broke up he still flirted with me and I think he even kissed me. Plus, we used to break up all the time. But we didn't get back together. Mindi and Steven broke up. But then he got a new girlfriend right afterward! Crissy. So I waited and waited. I was torn apart.
You can guess we never got back together. I was obsessed with the thought though. I really thought we would. I believed it completely. I got boyfriends and stuff...but I just couldn't get over Steven. He consumed my every thought. So guess what I did. I didn't get away from him like I should have, I just got closer. I tried to take the role of 'very very good friend', and his girlfriend's 'best friend'. Well, you can imagine how that went. Not well. Constant fights and constant tears.
I still expected him to get back with me someday. Then 8th grade came. I still was in love with him, but I knew it was kinda hopeless. But I still persisted. I was, and still am, a very stubbern person. One thing about 8th grade was I found a few, only a few, but they still mattered, new friends. I found new crushes. It lightened the loud a little. Just enough. Ben came into my life. Even though I regret us sometimes, if it wasn't for him I would still be in love with Steven, at least I think so.
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