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Rated: E · Chapter · Romance/Love · #1333111
This chapter of my life is called "First love". 6th grade to 4ever
We met in sixth grade. We were in the same class, but it was one of those low average classes. But then the school was transferring a lot of kids from our class, into other classes, because our class was awefully crowded. So then, him, this other girl, who I became friends with later on, and I were transferred into a better class, who had a way better average. Anyway, I didn't really pay any attention to him when we were in the low average class. Except just once, in math class, the teacher asked him his name. And his last name was a pakistani name. I'm Pakistani, by the way, and so was him and Razza. Anyway, so at that time when he said his whole name, I wondered if he was Pakistani, but then I was like to myself "Forget it" cuz I thought a lot of people were Paki but they always turned out to be arabic or somthing else. So I didn't ask him. But then later on in the high average class, I got to know him more and more and better. All three of us; Saqib, Janeih ( the girl who got transferred with us) , and I came into the new class in around November, so the rest of the class was already set. I mean, they already had the books they needed and they were already assigned seats. There were mostly seats left in the back when all three of us entered. So we had to sit there. The science teacher made him and me sit together while Janeih sat across from him. That's one of the places where I got to know him. I found out that he was Paki and that his favorite indian actor was Salman Khan, but then that changed after like three years, but I'm talking about 6th grade here right now!! We used to argue a lot and I hated him so much! But it was madd fun arguing with him and taking his pen when he wasn't looking. All three of us became really good friends. I didn't fell for him until like after 6th grade. On the last day of 6th grade, I remember. How weird!!! LMA0! Anyway, we had a lot of good times in 6th grade. I missed him being my friend. I still miss him being my friend. But then in 7th grade, he became something else. More than a friend. And he changed my whole life....
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