Do you remember your first crush? Not your t.v. crush, or your celebrity crush, but the first time you actually "liked" the little boy (or hey, girl) sitting next to you on the swings or in the classroom? The one you wanted to either share your snack with or you wanted to kick them in the shin? Remember those crazy feelings? Sometimes I think the urge to kick someone of the opposite sex never fully goes away.
When I was five, I had a little boyfriend named Scottie. He was blond, and somewhere in my parents' photo albums, there are pictures of us holding hands and even dancing. It was a one night stand; I didn't really remember much about him after that. Alas, he was not the love of my life.
Now kindergarten was a wild time for me. There I fell for two of the hotties in my class. One was the bad boy, with dark hair and brown eyes. His name was Ricky. My love for him was short-lived however, because when I asked him why he didn't chase me around the playground, he told me he didn't chase the ugly girls. Sniff. Yeah, Ricky deserved a good punch. Too bad I wasn't the one to give it to him.
The other dreamboat in my class was a blue-eyed blond prince named Kevin. Oh how I love that name. Kevin was the kinda guy all the girls would give their bubblegum to (those damn hussies). He didn't like me back, but at least he wasn't a jerk about it. Kevin was an okay kinda guy. Quality.
But as nice as those crushes were, it wasn't until I was in the 3rd grade that I really knew what boys were all about. Jason W, oh now was he dreamy. He had brown hair and blue eyes, and the reckless soul of a heartbreaker. He had a cleft chin and an intense gaze, but he could also make you laugh, and one look from him gave me butterflies. I had a crazy crush on him for 4 years, and often ended up sitting next to him in class, which was heaven. Jason was the boy that got me thinking about kissing, and holding hands. I longed for those days when he went to his boy scout meetings because he would ride on my bus and always sit with me. Swoon. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world.
Sadly, nothing ever came of my love for Jason either, but I still think of him every once in awhile, and wonder how he's doing. He was such an important part of my younger years, and I can't help but remember him most fondly. I heart Jason 4-ever.
Do you remember your first crush?
Did he/she crush on you back?
What made them so special?