Write about your first crush.
I was searching through the writing prompts and this one made me smile. Don’t we all remember our first real crush.
It was in the 6th grade. I was living in Alaska at the time. My ex stepdad for the moment in time was in the Air Force which is why we were living in Alaska to begin with.
Anyways, it was 6th grade and we sat next to each other. His last name began with an L and mine began with an M so it made sense that we were sitting next to each other.
His name was Andrew. He was a tall skinny boy. Wore adidas shoes, jeans most days, and a t-shirt. His hair was parted down the middle, but it didn’t look bad. He had dirty blonde hair and greenish eyes. My 11 year old self thought he was so cute.
I had braces at that time. I was wearing “training bras” because I barely even had anything. My hair was long and I looked very kidish. Unlike some preteens these days.
I liked whatever he liked pretty much. He introduced me alternative music like Green Day, Nine Days, I think Green Day was his favorite though. I wonder if he had known how much I liked him… he had to have known. He made me laugh so much too. He made all the girls laugh. I’m fairly certain I was not the only one who liked this boy.
Although he didn’t like me like that, he had a crush on one of my friends. I could just tell he liked her. It was just obvious. But I don’t think she liked him like that because her friend liked him. And GIRL CODE.
I had an advantage. His brother was friends with my brother. I think one time he even said to me, “how is he your brother he’s so cool!” Basically saying that I was not cool. Whatever.
He also gave me a nickname that everyone began to call me, “Mariabug” . It was cute but also mean in a way. I had really big brown eyes . I had “bug eyes” …aka Maria bug.
But it’s weird, I know it sounds cruel. But some of my friends thought it was actually cute. And no one was ever mean to me. I would say I was actually a “cool kid.”
I feel like I’m 11 again writing this. But yeah…… him and I would flirt but it never went anywhere. At 6th grade graduation though my mom did me a solid and got me a picture with him. It was me, him, and another girl that he knew since he was a baby. But still…..
aren’t moms the best.
Middle school came around and we hung out with different crowds and then I moved to the lower states in the 9th grade and that was that.
My 6th grade little school crush….
The Wild Gems 