Prologue

I almost fell into my locker when I saw her for the first time. She was very nice to look at. Golden red hair, blue eyes, a clear tan complexion, 5’1……..very lovely, Mara was. She was in my homeroom that year. She sat three columns to the left and one row back, so I could take in the candy for my eyes.

As the year passed, my unrequited obsessions about her only got worse. I went out with other girls just to try and soothe my longing for her, but it didn’t make things any better. I just ended up dumping them and sobbing into my pillow for the pain I knew that I had caused each one of them for my jealous want of Mara.

In January, I made a breakthrough. I had a conversation with her. She wanted to be my friend. Not even a close one. Just someone to say, “Hi,” to in the hallways. My breakthrough ended up being a broken heart. And then, Heather came.

Heather was someone else. She was pretty. Her light brown hair complimented her caramel skin perfectly, and when I looked into her clear blue eyes for the first time, I felt my pulse jump another hundred points. And her eyes kept me up at night for two weeks. For the first time, I began to forget about Mara. But she was still there. Her eyes had kept me up for a long time too. But she seemed unimportant now. Not the same as she had been before, no longer a goddess who controlled my dreams and my actions.

This is the story of Kyle and Heather.