Relationship
... and taking a nap she called and said; Hello, this is Jennifer Did you forget about me? I said no, just busy with school We sat up a the day and time for Wednesday at 3Pm Our meetings became frequent, two to three times a week, sometimes four. She lived far from me. It was worth it though. Every time I was there, it felt that I wanted to be with her more and more. The Scenery of driving there was beautiful as well. It seemed like that every thing was perfect with her. I forgot about other women’s. Even my personality changed. I was not even looking at other women’s when I was in relationship with her. If I did, I would feel guilty. It all started by her saying in the first day “I feel butterfly’s in the stomach”. How could I think of other women’s? She was so perfect for me. We went to the beaches, amusement parks, house parties of our friends, and some other fun places and found out that it was about us, being together. She was convincing me that she would be there for me. I remember the day when we were at the Great America Park. We had a blast there. After a fun day at the park as we were leaving she asked me if she could visit my mom. She was hoping that day if my parents would be alright if I married a white girl. I assured her and said: “The sweet person that you are, no one could refuse.” Three months into our relationship I saw the unthinkable. We were at the beach with two of her best friends that she grew up with, Nicole and Bryn. After we hang out for a while Nicole suggested that we should buy some alcohol for drink. I don’t drink alcohol ,I didn’t know what to get for them, so I just let them do that. We went back to the beach. Nicole and Bryn started kissing so did Jennifer. She kissed him in front of me in the mouth, not his cheeks. I was surprised. She said: “Why you so serious my dear?” I didn’t say anything. She said they were used to this because the are best friends and grew up together. Her friend Nicole said that young kids in Pacifica do this. I wanted to believe that because she was so sweet. I didn’t want to loose her. I didn’t know what to say or how to respond to what I just saw. I thought I didn’t know the custom of whites or teenagers that lived in Pacifica. Later that afternoon I worried about that. I talked to some white friends who were living their lives to the extreme. Some said it’s alright and some could not believe that. That night I couldn’t sleep well and was thinking about that. For three days we stopped seeing each other. Basically it was me who was holding back for what I saw. She called and apologized for that incident. I was glad th...