There was a guy I dated my freshman year of high school. (Really, our friends pushed us into it). Our first date was prom (he was a Jr). Three weeks later (because I was hugely busy the other weekends, of course
) we went to the movies...and I made him sit with a seat in between us. The next weekend, he called and said "Hey, it's our one month anniversary" (It is?) "I love you"...Me: "Ok, thanks for calling, bye". Two weeks later we both went (separately) to a mutual friend's birthday party, where we broke up. Girls get scared by the L-bomb too (especially when it's totally inappropriate!!)!!
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