I had a truly memorable transition between ninth and tenth grade, both positively and negatively. During this period, I had many proposals in a short period of time, and I still believe those people need a checkup because I didn't seem really appealing or anything. I felt like I was wanted at that phase, and as a result of everything that transpired, I actually loved turning down a few guys. I was also a little bummed that I was unable to keep up the friendship with them.
Actually, by February or thereabouts, I had made a new friend named Richard. We got along well and I hoped that our friendship lasted longer. He asked me strange questions a few days later, like who I was crushing on and who I thought was cute in their class. I knew he was up to something, and guess what? It was around one in the morning, and I was busy with all of my projects and other things, when he asked me what I would do if he proposed to me. This question truly stunned me, so I told him, "I see you only as a friend, but it would depend on my mood." Whoa! Closed chapter Once more, I lost a friend. After telling Shane about it the following day, Richard asked me in the evening whether I had told Shane anything about what had happened the previous evening. I immediately replied, "Yes, I did tell Shane about it and I couldn't hide anything to him." and I was also aware that Shane was asking him about what I had said.
I can't help but think about the moment I learned about Richard for the first time. In fact, he gave my sister's classmate a love note; she complained to her teacher about it and made a huge deal out of it. He revealed Shane and Matthew's relationships to the teachers after he was caught, and I also learned that he had told them that I was seeing a guy who had previously been a student. Later, I learned that the person Richard had mentioned had already transferred to another school before I had even enrolled at this one.
I was terrified that my dad would bury me alive and never even consider my opinion if this rumor ever made it to him. I told my mum what had transpired at school that day as my first action after school, and she assured me that I had nothing to worry about because I had nothing to do with any of those awful events. My mum also replied, "Why did that girl ever take this issue to the teachers? If she didn't like him, she should've said that to him, not to the teachers, she should've addressed this only if he was so desperate." I can still clearly recall her first words on the matter.
I ignored this when we became friends because it didn't really affect me. In fact, the girl who had voiced her displeasure with the note had agreed to his proposal. He actually was seeing me while he had a girlfriend, which is the one thing he said that really annoyed me. Why would a guy do that? We didn't talk much after that, and I gradually broke off conversations with him. The good news is that he transferred to a different school.