hannah-lemon

I meet him when I was in the sixth grade. He was a year older, and in the next school year he was moving to my school. When I first met him he had hair to his shoulders, fringe in his eyes and his Drop Dead sweater was two sizes too big. When I first meet him, I didn't like him. That summer, I seemed to bump into him a million times. We hadn't "officially" been introduced to me until some of my friends started hanging out with his friends. Him and his friends intimidated me and whenever I saw them I went the other way. But son enough I realized that there was nothing to run from. One time during that summer I was walking my dog and I happen