I was only eight years old when I felt that I'm liking someone.
I was nine years old when my heart broke into many pieces because of that boy!
I cried hard at that time! Promise!
I was ten years old when I realized that even if my feelings for him would only cause me pain, I will never be able to control my feelings and it's always him that I like.
Yes! I'm that matured! *Wink!* I know!
But everything changed when I was about to turn 12 years old. There is this boy who makes my heart flutter and would always make me happy that caused me to forget my feelings for my first love.
"Do you really expect that he'll like you? Don't expect girl, you'll only end up hurting." The girl smirked.
"It's okay. At least, I'm not the only one. You'll end up hurting too!" I sarcastically answered her.
"How dare you little b*tch!?" She was supposed to slap me but I held her right hand with my left hand and I slapped right left cheek with my left hand.
"Huh! I will tell this to the principal!" She even threatened me!
"Then go! I'm not afraid! If you want, I can even go with you, b*tch!" I rolled my eyes in front of her before walking my way out.