When I was maybe 6 or 7 years old, my sister told me that Rebecca was in love with me. 3 years older than me, my sister, I don't know how she found this information.
I filed this information away in my head.
A couple weeks later, in the play yard, it was just me and rebecca, dancing in the snow, I can still smell her. Most likely just cheap soap, but she had a fresh smell.
Anyway we danced in the snow, together and had fun. Afterwards, we are in class and the teacher asks, "what did you do during the break"
Becky is the first to raise her hand to say that she spent the time with me in the snow.
The boys started chanting, "wayne likes girls"
Dumbasses, screwed up my whole relationship with becky
