He was the first.
It was Grade 7 and the rumors had been circulating for a good 2 hours now, he was going to ask me out. I've never been asked out before...What do I do? I don't like him but I don't want to be mean. Lunch hour emerges and after a solid 10 minutes of pacing he walks over to me (along with 10 other people following him). "Hey, can I ask you something?" He says with a sly grin on his face. I respond nervously "uh...yeah. What's up?" Then he did it. He dropped the bomb. I felt like it was in slow-motion. Everyone telling me to say yes, that we'd be a cute couple. Then I looked into his eyes, they were watering because I had yet to answer. "So it's a no then..." he looked down at the floor. "I never said that...Uh yeah sure. I'll go out with you" I said quickly. Shit! Now what? He looked at me and smiled, then he put his arm around my waist. We started to walk down the hallway when I started to panic. I turned around and sprinted down the hallway to find the washroom dragging my friend along behind me. The lunchtime supervisor saw me running in the hall and banned me from the building. Alright, well lucky for me there are several buildings that make up our school. Unlucky for me, I couldn't go back in to tell my new "boyfriend" that I didn't want to go out with him. So being as brilliant as I am, I send in my friend to tell him that I don't actually want to go out with him. Hmm...maybe not the brightest thing I've ever done. One of my friends came up to me afterwards, she said that she didn't think we were going to last long so she timed us. 1 minute and 47 seconds...that's how long I was with my first boyfriend...1 minute and 47 seconds.
The years pass and now that boy and me are best friends...funny how that works out, huh?