I'm so glad that this week is over. School is just getting to be pretty stressful.
I know, I'm so glad when can spend some time together.
Life started to look up for me my junior year. A friend of mine had introduced me to a girl in his class. After he gave her my number, she messaged me after I had gotten out of football practice. From there we started talking a but more often.
After talking for a while, we had decided to go to our school's homecoming together. Things went pretty well that night, it was a night that to this day I will remeber. That night, we had decided to start dating as an "item".
What should I do? I don't want to lose her, but something is wrong. Why wont she talk to me about it?
From that night, i was living in a different world. A happier world. We would spend the weekends together watching TV, talking, and just generally enjoying our time together. It had seemed that life was great.
Hey, it's getting late, I have to get home. Ill see you tomorrow. Goodnight.
However, things began to change as time went on. Around the third month is when things began to change. The feeling of an early relationship failed and soon we began to have less interaction when we spent time together. We rarely said goodnight to each other anymmore, and her responces began to be shorter and shorter.
Our lack of interaction lately began to weigh heavily on me. I couldn't figure out what was going on. Did I do something wrong? Why was she acting like this? I kept thinking about how I could fix things. I decided to try and plan a day we could talk things over. Maybe figure out what is going on and fix it.
Maybe we could talk this over sometime this week? Ill have to find a good day.
I never did get the chance to talk to her about it. The day had gone by a normal as always. She was dismissive throught the short time we saw eachother at lunch. I decicded I would try again tomorrow. I tried to play some games to take my mind off of the whole situation. Thats when my phone buzzed. Part of me knew what this meant.