I closed my eyes and tried to think of the times we laughed at each other and when we would dance so slowly at midnight. I could remember how in love I was back then, but now...I hated him. I didn't want any thing to do with him. But he kept popping up in my mind every time I saw something romantic or sweet. The first night we brokke up I layed in bed weeping for hours suffocating myself with tears...I could still be crying but I chose to get over it and move on, of course when I got my next boyfriend he cussed him out and told him I was gay then stompped away in anger. But after 10 days I broke up with him, I wanted to keep being just friends, not "toghether" he was my best friend before I found out he liked me. I wanted to say no but I couldn't, I was to afraid that he wold be super sad or some thing! All I wanted was to be loved, I didn't care who it was as long as they said they loved me. The next morning I woke up and got ready for school, "Mom! Where are my socks!" "I don't kow dear!" "Ugh!" "Hey sis? Look what I got." "What do you want Max?" I looked up and saw in his hand,...my bra! "Max! Give that back right now! Mom Max took it!" My brother snickered and ran away knowing I could run right after him until I got my sock on, after that I dashed down the hallway screaming his name. "Max, I'm gonna kill you, you little twirp!" "Haha! Catch me if you can Alex!" "MOM!!!!" Max stood right infront of the stair case but totally unaware it was behind him, I smiled and made my eyes all skwinty. Max had the sudden face of death on him and then it was followed by a long scream from falling down the stairs. He sat at the bottem of the stairs and looked at my face with the grinch smile on it. He curled up his lip and started to cry, I didn't feel the least bit sorry for him. The only thing stooping me from jumping down there and pounding his face was...Mom. I ran down the stairs and snatched it from his hands. "You little brat." Quickly turning my back and running to my room with the followed yelling of my mother, "Alex! What did you do!" "He stole my bra mom!" She told me to get my butt down there but I decided it was best to turn up the music and pretend not to hear her. I saw a red car pull up in our drive way and honk telling me to hurry up so they could take me to school. "Bye mom!...and ...Max." He made a snooty face and walked into the kitchen. "Oh my gosh guys you won't believe what happened to me this morning." They all smiled and listened to the story laughing as I told them what he had stolen from me. By the time we reached school they had all almost cried from the story that I told with only a few little lies in it to make it more interesting along the way... write more later!!1