A History of My Romantic Encounters (3)
I had a few crushes growing up, mostly on badass hockey players on television. I didn’t actually like a boy I knew until I was about 14 years old. I had a crush on Ryan who was my friend’s 17-year-old brother. They lived about three blocks away from my house, and we used to take the same bus.
I don’t remember much from this because nothing actually happened. I constantly came over to see the sister (I can’t even remember her name, Lise or something). Then I would make excuses to get Ryan to hang out with us. We would watch him play video games and the guitar. I once got him to try to teach me to play a Beatles song. I got excited because I actually physically touched him. They moved away to another continent before anything ever happened. In other words, I went through a short ‘pathetic girl’ phase.
