By Angie Garcia

Thursday, Aug. 21, 2014. 1:06 p.m. Though it was only the first day of school, I walked into my French class as if I had already dominated my entire sophomore year, but little did I know everything would change after that day.

Of course, I had to sit in the back of the classroom, like the wannabe cool girl I felt I was. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw this very attractive boy that I did not recognize and I’m sure I would’ve remembered his face. He had everyone surrounding him as he talked to them, so he couldn’t be new. It turns out he had gone to a local middle school and had just transferred to this high school.

In the next couple of days, we were given assigned seats and the cute boy ended up sitting next to me because he talked a lot. Soon enough, rumor went around that he had a crush on me, but I didn’t believe it. For one, he didn’t talk to me at all and part of me really wanted him to say one word to me. The only time he ever spoke to me in class was to ask me what the homework was, to which I replied, “It’s on the board.”

I guess he took that as his first move to make conversation with me, but it clearly didn’t work. I began to disregard the rumors of his apparent crush on me, until Halloween night. He finally talked to me that night after I somehow ended up trick-or-treating with him and a couple of friends. There he asked for my Snapchat where we started our conversation and later asked for my number. He revealed he was terrified to talk to me and would only lightly confess his crush on me because he was afraid of rejection.

We talked for eight months, day and night, nonstop, before I slightly considered him boyfriend material. Then I fell for him. I liked him a lot and most importantly he was more than what I ever imagined. He was funny, caring, family-orientated, smart, and shared some of the same future goals as me. We have now been together for over two years and I consider him my best friend.

By Nick Galicia

I have had a crush on a girl since at least sophomore year as much as I can remember. Even though I already knew who she was, I didn’t really pay much attention to her before for some reason. I am not going to say who it is because I am pretty sure she knows who she is.

My description of her would be someone who is very cute and beautiful, but for some reason acts like she doesn’t know it. She’s quiet, relaxed, someone that made my heart skip a beat every time I saw her, someone I felt that I related with.

I started having feelings for her during sophomore year as we had a class together and would casually talk on kik and it continued being like that throughout the school year and junior year up until this year being my senior year in which I decided to do something about it and by that I mean asking her to go to homecoming. But I messed up and we didn’t end up going. In fact, she went with someone else and I went with some friends.

She and I never ended up happening but in my eyes everything happens for a reason. We have recently stopped talking as I guess our friendship was hurt due to the whole homecoming incident. She currently has a boyfriend, I think, and I have moved on as far as I know and I wish them all the best (mostly her). But who knows? Maybe one day we will end up meeting each other again and we could at least start over again. That would be nice.

By Crystal Romero

My first crush was John Doe in 3rd grade. He had beautiful green eyes and a nice smile. He had just recently moved to my school and almost everyone had a crush on him. Everyone was trying to fight for his attention and it ended up ruining some friendships that I had.

I didn’t know how to act around him so I would hit him and insult him. It didn’t work in my favor.  He just assumed that I was a mean person. But every day I would see his face because he was sitting right in front of me. I remember writing my name with his last name all over pieces of paper. I wasn’t obsessed but, hey, it was my first crush.

I tried so hard to make him like me, but once I realized one of the prettiest girls in the class liked him, I knew I had no chance and gave up on him. He eventually ended up moving the following year and saved me from the embarrassment. I haven’t seen him since.

Now I realize how dumb it was to fight over a guy and ruin friendships. He was really cute though. That was the story of my first crush.

By Gabriel Sarmina

I don’t really like talking about this type of stuff because it makes me regret a few things, but I’ll give it a try.

My first crush was in elementary around the sixth grade. I made a few friends that year that introduced her to me and her friend. At the time I didn’t really like her because I thought she was a bit weird. She was really quiet but funny; she was really good at drawing and we had the same interests. We hung out together a lot back then and people kind of made fun of me because of it but I just ignored them.

She eventually became one of my closest friends. It was around the end of the year when we had a party at the park to congratulate all the sixth graders getting ready to promote, that I realized I liked her. We were alone together at that time and I felt like telling her how I felt but I chickened out and didn’t.

This crush went on to the 7th grade but it wasn’t really the same.

In 7th grade we had a dance that she asked me out to, it made me really happy but I had already made plans to go with someone else so I rejected her. Seventh grade was one of the last times I talked to her.

Now it’s my senior year and I sometimes see her around but we just completely ignore each other. It makes me mad that I was such a chicken back then and I couldn’t do anything about it. If I could redo that part of my life I definitely would.