Mike and I met about two years before. He was three years older than me, in the same grade as my sister. We hadn't seen each other until I began high school, where I was a freshman and he was a senior.
Mike had been in a committed relationship for quite awhile, that is in high school terms. For a whopping 7 months his lips were perpetually attached to a junior girls. Not surprisingly the girl who he dated came to despise me. The problem with this was she happened to be one of my closest friends older sisters, an awkward equation for our (fairly frequent) sleepovers.
The junior girl wasn't the only ex in Mike's life that made our short-lived relationship one for history. No, Mike's other infamous girlfriend, none other than my sister. Just imagine the glares across that kitchen table! What can I say? They dated for about two weeks two years before and it obviously led nowhere. Plus, I was swooning over the fact that an older man really liked me!
Mike and the junior girl broke up right before Valentine's Day. This was the same Valentine's Day that I sat in bed waiting for S to call me. Mike and I IMed the entire day, mostly because we were the only two lonely saps who were online complaining about our lack of love. When I broke up with S the next day, it gave me a reason to slide right into a relationship with Mike.
For ten entire days, Mike and I held hands in the hallways, kissed before class and sat at lunch together. The perfect, stereotypical high school relationship. We only saw each other outside of school once, when we went to a movie (I paid for myself). I don't remember what movie exactly but I do remember Mike attempting to make-out the entire time. At this point in my life, I was still terrified of wet, sloppy french kissing and avoided all his advances.
Other than that one outing we spent our entire relationship on school grounds, both during school hours and after school. About a week after we started to see each other, my sister ratted me out to my mother. She spoke to Mike's father and with parents advancing upon us, a few days later we were forced to break up.
To be honest I don't remember much about this little ten day stint because it became such an inconsequential bleep on my radar. My most vivid memory was one day in the cafeteria, when a friend of mine caught a whiff of my new perfume and commented I smelled like her grandmother. Mike leaned down and took his own sniff of me and promptly agreed. I was pissed at them for the rest of the day.
Mike graduated that spring with my sister and lead a fulfilling life working at our local Target and attending community college. I used to see him when I'd go to Target, where he'd come bounding up to talk to me. At first I was flattered by his advances, but then they turned annoying and eventually downright creepy. My friends and I would run and hide like a fucked up game of hide-and-seek every time we would happen upon him in our shopping trips. To my knowledge, he complete community college and is working a full time job from his parents couch, ensuring that the TV stays tuned to crappy anime shows at all hours of the day.
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