Kindergarten, bodeine. That's the school I went to. Bobcats. Yay. What is a bobcat? They're scary looking from the carpet in the doorway. My school was poor. What do you expect? It's 2011 and I live in the bad part of the city. I managed to have fun though. Everything was normal, till.... Well, it happened. We were at centers. We were learning about countries. Well, there was this boy. He pointed all of them out and named them. I could read, but I couldn't pronounce. He got them right, if I looked. It seemed an advanced thing. 

"Wow, you're smart.." I complimented him. He wore glasses. Most kids I knew didnt. They suited him. Although his eye looked a bit wonky. Odd...? I didn't know how really to look at him without being rude and staring at it. He didn't seem to notice though. 

"Thanks!" He smiled. Awww he had a rather nice smile. Scary eye who? 

We soon became the best of friends. He was sort of a less advanced kid. I was head of my class. Turned out what he showed me was one of the only things he knew. I helped him out, of course I did. Why wouldn't i? He was my best friend. Turned out he was born with lots of issues with his eyes. He had lots of surgeries, which was why his eye looked like that. Once I got used to it, I barely noticed anymore. He was so sweet and nice to me. One day, we were sitting there, playing on the playground, when suddenly he asked me to be his girlfriend. I smiled and said yes. Nothing changed, pretty much everyone already assumed we had been dating. I didn't mind, I did somewhat as well. He was fun. We were young. Everything was happy. 

On valentines Day. I'll never forget it, it was one of the nicest things anyone has done for me. He showed up at my front door with a little pink gumball machine, a teddy bear, and a valentine. I felt so special that day, like I really truly mattered to someone. It was a wonderful feeling. 

People liked to make fun of us a lot. They were jealous, now that I think about it. Just little jealous lonely people who had nothing better to do. Or maybe I was fat and he had a weird eye. Yeah, probably the second one. Well, one day, he told me he didn't want to play with me at recess. Reminded me not to go with the ones that made fun of us. I got suspicious. 

"Well you're not coughing or sneezing."

He could have won an Oscar for how well he hacked up a lung. That was it, I was done. I dumped him. Of course he walked around the playground with my friend after that... Nothing else happened. Our moms were friends, I couldn't do anything but make amends. So we did and spent most of our elementary years the best of friends.