The first time I feel in love. I was just twelve and I was in the fifth year of school when I feel in love for the first time in my life. But I was so young and I didn't know anything about love, so I could not figure this out. I was so focused being the best student on class when a new boy came to my classroom. He was tall, had white skin, black hair and was very funny, but I didn't care. He was not worried about the teacher and the class, he just wanted to have fun and be popular, but this behavior drived me mad because I could not concentrate on my activities with a boy screaming, throwing small paper airplanes at my head or taking my notebook. I was so angry at him that I gave his name to the school principal and asked my friends to do the same, asking the principal a solution... he was kicked out the class. He didn't want to study in another classroom because of his friends so, he just asked his Mom to move to another state (I think). All that I know is that he moved with his family to another state and I never saw him again. In the first week I feel happy because I would study quite again and no one could disturb me, but after some days I started to miss his presence and feel sad. So, I figured out that I hated him so much because I was starting to love him, maybe I didn't know what I was feeling and I got scared. But now, I was missing him and I could do nothing to find him again, I was just a teenager girl and I don't even had a cell phone so, all I could do was to let the time pass pretending to be ok. I thought I would feel better in a few days, but it's been almost ten years and I still miss him. :'(