Fish Love

A rare note from me.  BFF saved mine, too, and gave them to me a few years back.  "C" was my first love.  We met freshman year at a dance.  He had just moved to Texas from Malibu, and I thought he was oh-so-cool with his surf wax, his new wave hair that fell in his face, his leather tie...we "dated" off and on for the entire year.  Dating meant hanging out in groups at the mall, mostly, but whatever.  The guy must have had the patience of a saint--since we were always surrounded by people, we didn't actually kiss until the summer after we met!  By sophomore year, we were mostly off.  But obviously, this was during an "on" period.  His neoghborhood friend would like to sneak out at night and visit his girlfriend, and he needed "C" to boost him p to her window, so while they fooled around, "C" would have nothing to do, so he'd come knock on my window in the middle of the night and I'd sneak out and make out with him in his van.  Ah, young love!  "C" moved back to California junior year, but I never forgot him!