Mine was two years younger than me (scandal!) so he was a sophomore when I was a senior. He was wicked smart. He first came to my attention when I was a freshman. My school had a program where "gifted" 7th graders were encouraged to take the S.A.T. I took it and set a record for my school. (It was a small school, OK?) Two years later he came along and blasted my record out of the water. That made me sit up and take notice, and when he turned about 15 and started to come up all manly that was it. He was also an artist and had a sly sense of humor. He claimed to be able to read people's minds....I know he was just using it to fuck with people but he was scary accurate at times. I don't think he ever knew how badly I wanted to jump his bone. He thought I was in love with my male best friend (which, ew.....he had booger breath). He was on the track team and would wear his track shorts to school on days before a meet. He had delightfully hairy legs.
Oh, J_________. How I adored you. I google stalked you a couple of years ago and you were a bit baldy and your teeth looked weird but the love has not dimmed.