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Rated: 13+ · Other · Relationship · #1214379
This is the story about the last month of my relationship with Corinne.
Me and Corinne's relationship was flying high and riding fast. We've sailed through our first year and coming on a close to our second. I'm as shocked as anyone about this. The longest relationship I've had before this was 2 months! Could she be the one? The idea of marriage to me has always been ridiculous. Who would ever want to get divorced? Save yourself some money and never get married. What I earn is for me and no blood sucking bitch will take that away from me! Of course, now the idea has kept popping in my head. Could this be it? Have I found her? Certainly the timeframe of the relationship says so. I just can't believe it's happening!

That's when things took a turn.

Wait, let's not ruin it here. We started off in such a good sense, I kind of want to play it out a bit. So, how about we reflect of the good parts of it all before we get to the tear jerking part. Let's start at the very begining.

Excerpt from my online journal:
""The Hostage" was an awesome movie. The killer was fucking fantastic. Complete Bad Ass. Defiantely want to see that again. Anyways, then we went back to the mall and went to Journey's. I met some girl Corinne. I couldn't believe she was actually 17, she lookeed younger than Sam. We started talking and it was great. She's cute."

The first time I saw Corinne, I knew she was something special. Of course, how young she looked, I knew that jail time wasn't exactly on my to-do list that day. Regardless, I asked the manager at Journey's who she was. Corinne...that's an interesting name. What is it with me being attracted to girls with interesting names? I found out that she was friends with one of my friend's little brother, so when I talked to my friend and asked about how old she was. He told me 17 and my jaw dropped. Holy shit! Seventeen? That's in my range! There's no jail time for that at all! I promptly went back to see her and we started to talk. Jamie was trying for her too, but I didn't really feel too bad fighting him for her. Honestly, like he'd win? Me and jamie both gave her our numbers and I got hers. We were texting each other back and forth forever and ever the next couple of nights. I couldn't believe how much I liked her.

The next day is when we had our first date. It was March 13th and we went to see the movie "Hitch." I had already seen it, but it was the perfect first date movie. First of all, we were late getting into the movie and I was nervous at first of putting my arm around her. I always get nervous about that whenever I'm late into a movie. And on top of that, it was packed! Sitting in a filled movie theater, in the middle of a filled movie theater is not my ideal place to make a move. Especially on a first date. Of course, Corinne, on the other hand, had no problem with it. About twenty minutes into the movie, I leaned over to her to make a funny comment and BAM! That's when she attacked me with her lips. We were full fledged making out hardcore with people to our left, right, and all around instantly. Now to her, this was no problem, but to me, I could hear the whispers and could feel the points, I felt a little embarassed. I was also awestruck. I couldn't believe this girl! I didn't know they could make the first move! After awhile, I was actually trying to back off with her trying to keep me in place. I just barely made it to the end of the movie with some saliva. After the movie, her mother came to pick her up and I went on my way too. My smile was ear to ear and there was nothing that was going to let me down that day.

Our second date was the next night. I had invited her along to come bowling with me on our league with a bunch of friends too. I remember that when I was bowling, I couldn't concentrate at all. My mind was racing about Corinne. She was only a couple feet behind me and I couldn't get her out of my head. That's also when we came up with the "Scandalous" touch of the knee.

More to be updated later.
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