Okay so sorry if this gets sorta long but I need to make sure that I explain everything. I have never hated someone so much in my life as I do my ex bf Carson. Carson and I met at freshmen orientation a week before high school started. We talked and flirted a little but not too much could happen because we were both with our parents. We got closer after school started and pretty much had all the same friends. Everyone knew us as the pair that weren’t really a couple but were in a way. Like every girl knew not to try and hook up with Carson because he was with me. We became an official couple at the beginning of summer after freshmen year. We spent the whole summer with each other, just being in love and enjoying our vacation from school. We would always go to the beach and hang out with our friends, and spent the evenings watching movies.
When school started we found out that we only had one class together that semester. I was crushed. We tried to get our schedules changed, but the counselor said we had no reason to be switching all of our classes. So, we went to our separate classes. I tried to catch up with him at lunch but I found out that he was off campus already with a group of friends. This started happening a lot and I felt ignored and neglected. The only time we saw each other was after school sometimes and on the weekend. Then, even the weekends started to be a problem for him. I would call and text him, and he wouldn’t call back for hours saying that he didn’t have his phone on him.
One day during third period, I got a text from Carson asking to meet during lunch. I got so excited because I thought we would finally have some time together. When I got to the courtyard, Carson hugged me but pulled back fast before I could kiss him. Then he looked me right in the eyes and said that he and another girl named Victoria had been hanging out lately, and that he wanted to break up with me instead of cheating. I was so hurt and humiliated. How could someone do that to their true love? Carson and Victoria became a couple that same day, and I saw them in the hall holding hands the week after that. I hate high school boys!