Well, everyone knows what 'boyfriend' means. How does it depends?
A boyfriend is like a guy you really like and they like you back and you text and talk all the time and you always hang out and you go places alone on dates and you kiss and stuff. That's what I mean when I say 'boyfriend'.
How do 'you' define boyfriend?
How old were you when you had your first one?
Do you think 13 or 14 is too young?
Well, which of these would you say was my first boyfriend?
- In kindergarten, a boy kissed me under a table and remembered it vividly 20+ years later (I had only the vaguest memory of it). He called me his "first girlfriend."
- In 7th grade, an 8th-grade boy asked me to "go with" him. That was a big deal -- 8th graders didn't ask out 7th graders. I said yes. Thing is, I didn't actually like
him very much. As a friend, yeah, but... So we "went out" for a few weeks, which consisted of writing notes to each other and making googly eyes at each other and him trying to pin me down on a time for a date, which I kept wriggling out of. Then he broke up with me. Or I broke up with him. Not sure.
- In 8th grade, a boy I had one of those intense, from-afar, no-way-he'd-ever-like-me-'cause-he's-so-gorgeous-and-popular crushes on turned out to like me back. I was shocked. We went on a class camping trip and he led me on a walk into the woods with all of his pals elbowing each other. We sat down on a log and he said "boy... girl... alone in the woods..." and put his arm around me. I rolled my eyes at the complete cliche-d ness of his line and got up and kept walking and trying to talk to him about, you know, interesting stuff. Didn't work. I decided he was gorgeous but not that interesting. (Sigh, I was still in 8th grade. Later gorgeous would be enough, short-term.)
- In 7th grade through ... um... at least through college, I had an incredibly intense crush on one of my best friends who was a boy who was just -sigh- amazing. We spent a lot of time together and gazed deep into each others eyes and were incredibly competitive at school and had the same sense of humor and never, ever admitted that we were madly in love with each other. (Well, it became clear, but too late.)
- In 10th grade an idiot guy who was kind of cute pursued me relentlessly, including sending flowers with the card "Let's get in touch
." Ugh, ugh, ugh. I didn't mind the relentless pursuit and the directionless madly-in-love thing I mention above was starting to frustrate me and I still hadn't kissed anyone so I went out with him. He was my first kiss. The kissing was awesome, he wasn't. Didn't last very long.
- 12th grade was busy. First, I became close to yet another guy who was just friends, mm hmm, right, (again the madly-in-love thing was confirmed but again too late). (I was old enough now that gorgeousness had more of a pull, and woo was he gorgeous.) (Still is.) (Anyway.) Also another guy, another crush, another push-pull -- gorgeous in a totally different way, but a stoner and irresponsible, I wasn't sure I wanted to have a relationship with him. Then a third guy was (you guessed it) (I was a lucky girl), younger but actually gorgeous AND smart AND interesting so he was probably my first real boyfriend by my own definition. (Attraction was mutually admitted and consummated, we actually talked, etc.)
- Then I hooked up with a guy my first week of college who turned into a two-year relationship. By then we're past the grey area.
So, what's your call on who was the first?