Bobby was a friend from school. We had started hanging out alot after school, so much so that people started calling my house for him. Not that it mattered, since he lived about two blocks away. He asked me to go to the Homecoming Dance with him when I was in 10th grade. I agreed and we started dating. It lasted about 3 months before I couldn't handle it anymore. (He wanted sex... I didn't) Of course, I was foolish and didn't break up with him right away. It got dragged out for too long and by the time we finally broke up, I was sick of him and didn't want to see him at all.
About a year or so later though, we became friends again. I actually went to Senior Prom with him (as a friend).