Back in grade nine, I tried to give Amber a rose for Valentine’s Day. She rejected it and some other guy told me to go away. I don’t know who he was but over the next few years he started hanging out with her more and more. Because of him, I couldn’t get close to Amber. He was the whole reason she kept rejecting me. Over and over I’d ask her out: to dances, to the movies, to dinner, to go ice skating but she said no every time. It wasn’t fair.
She dated other guys, why couldn’t she give me a chance just once? Then she started dating him. Gregory Michelson, the guy who told me to go away, the straight-A student who just happened to be on the soccer team in the spring and the hockey team in the winter. I hated him then and I hate him now. He took her from me and I’ll get him back this year.