(1) why I feel this way

Oh how her smile brightens my day, warming my heart. Maggie, she's my wife, it was arranged but we wanted it to. I have loved her since I met her. 11th grade was a tough time for everyone but I knew my feelings and I knew she was the one I loved. I hadn't met her and is had these feelings, I decided to get to know her. However I was the kind of kid who kept thoughts to himself so I really didn't think it was a good idea but I went with it anyways.

"Hey I'm Derek what's your name"

"I'm Maggie mags for short ya need something?"

She was peppy and I liked that, seemingly kind and gentle but wow was I wrong.

"Yea I saw you across the hall and you looked familiar so I wanted to introduce myself and see if we could become friends maybe."

" yea no, not gonna happen. I know your intentions and why your here it's the only reason boys like you ever talk to girls like me."

"Excuse me"

"I know you want me"

"You?" I asked this is complete and utter shock

With this she turned and never answering my last

question leaving me open. I still loved her and wondered how hurt she'd been before to assume those things even though they were most definitely true.

I did want her but not in that way, you see I wanted the cute couple kind of thing. Nothing extravagant but it seemed that's what she thought. I mean let's admit I've had those thoughts of doing only the most private things with her but it was never my first thought. Like I said I wanted to get to know her a bit better.

We would have a meeting later that rattled us both.