It was generally the senior boys I liked, not the boys in my year level who were either a) repulsive, b) my friends, or c) my repulsive friends. But the senior boys, since I didn't know them as well, had an air of mystery that allowed me to fill in the gaps with generous speculation. There was one who I shall hereafter refer to as The Boy to denote his importance, who I might have loved longer if only he'd maintained that mystery.
|Yes, it was exactly like this. Neato!|