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I had a big fat crush for a long time in high school. Well, I had a LOT of crushes but this one stands out to me. The object of my desire: Kyle Laffin. He was cute, funny, very nice, just a good guy in general. Kyle and I were decent friends, mostly by association with our mutual friends.

Well, junior year the french club went on a trip to Paris. If memory serves me right Kyle didnt even take french, he just went for some reason, which is cool. On the trip there were a lot of hookups, really really random hookups. I dont know what it is about going on trips but it seems like the strangest people always end up together. It's always fun but everyone knows that relationships like these dont last, except as fond memories of "that time in paris."

Well, Kyle and I were no different. First night in Paris we all end up sleeping in the same room. Some people on the floor, some in beds. Kyle and I were in a twin bed, a twin bed in EUROPE mind you. It was tiny.. and i loved it. Second night, same deal. Everyone is hanging out til the wee hours of the morning, most everyone is drinking. And then everyone starts settling down and how do we find oursleves alone? I dont know but we do. Empty hotel room in paris? Yesss. I am a pretty aggressive girl when it comes down to it and I think I may have raped Kyle that night but I'm pretty sure he was ok with it. Funny side not... Colleen Shea (also mentioned in my first kiss story...) kept calling us on our hotel room phone while we were making out. Colleen, leave me alone when I'm kissing boys!

Anyway, the next day was hilarious. It was really awkward for some reason, and not because of me. Off we went into the city to get lost for the day......literally. Somehow our groups all got split up and it was just Kyle and I shopping in Paris. I bought a cute blue shirt at Lacoste by the way. I remember wanting a different color but Kyle picked it out so I went with it haha... Well after a while we start to realize that we are actually lost. Neither of us thought to remember the address of our hotel. It took probably 3 hours to finally make it back and it didnt help that neither of us even spoke french almost at all.

That night things got better. We talked about how we didnt want any sort of relationship but we just liked having fun. Which was fine by me. It was another night in the twin bed... our third and last.

When we got back to school Kyle immediately started dating another girl. I was totally fine with that but I think he thought otherwise. He was really really awkward around me for quite a while and i finally practically yelled at him one day and said "its FINE! Can we just be normal friends again!?" I think he finally got the picture that i was ok with how everything played out. We were buds again after that, which is the way I like it. I havent really seen Kyle since high school but I will always remember him as my fun little fling in Paris, and really, who could ask for more?

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