__My name is Sophie. I am 19 right now and I live in Picardie, France. My story starts in September of 2oo5. I had just entered the lycee and knew no one in my class, except two boys whom i didn't know well. I was separated from my two friends and i felt very sad.
__We were always together except during the class and we talked about the past and a lot of things. But time elapsed and I learnt to know people who were in my class. Therefore I began to create some bonds with some girls, among whom some became my best friends. I also slowly created a special link with a guy. His name was Jérémy. He came from the same college as a lot of my mates. He intrigued me.
__As the time passed, we talked and laughed. One Tuesday evening, a fight happened where we were taking the buses. That boy I liked tried to help his friend but was wounded. Since that evening, I missed him. I just wanted to see him and talk to him.
__Then, on the 18th January, 2oo5, Jérémy, Émilie, Magali & me went to the pictures to see «North by Northwest» («La Mort aux Trousses») in English with French subtitles. When we left, he hugged me. Four days later, I was talking with Émilie & Jérémy on «MSN». The PC was closed to my parents' room, so my mother lost her nerves she couldn't sleep because of me. I left the conversation very quickly and said to them that I loved them. That night, Jérémy & I couldn't stop sending SMS. That night I realized I might be in love with him, and for a couple of months, we sent lots & lots of SMS.
__We were always together except during the class and we talked about the past and a lot of things. But time elapsed and I learnt to know people who were in my class. Therefore I began to create some bonds with some girls, among whom some became my best friends. I also slowly created a special link with a guy. His name was Jérémy. He came from the same college as a lot of my mates. He intrigued me.
__As the time passed, we talked and laughed. One Tuesday evening, a fight happened where we were taking the buses. That boy I liked tried to help his friend but was wounded. Since that evening, I missed him. I just wanted to see him and talk to him.
__Then, on the 18th January, 2oo5, Jérémy, Émilie, Magali & me went to the pictures to see «North by Northwest» («La Mort aux Trousses») in English with French subtitles. When we left, he hugged me. Four days later, I was talking with Émilie & Jérémy on «MSN». The PC was closed to my parents' room, so my mother lost her nerves she couldn't sleep because of me. I left the conversation very quickly and said to them that I loved them. That night, Jérémy & I couldn't stop sending SMS. That night I realized I might be in love with him, and for a couple of months, we sent lots & lots of SMS.