Arthur

No one would have found out about that summer if my stupid friends hadn't wanted to play Truth or Dare. Well...no one would have found out if I'd picked dare, either. But my friends are very imaginative and I didn't want to take my chances with dare.

Of course, of all questions, they asked me if I was a virgin. Probably because rumors were always floating around about me. For some reason, people loved to gossip about little old goodie-two-shoes me.

I could have lied, but that would have been the opposite of truth. I told them that I wasn't. They stopped playing Truth or Dare the moment the reply left my lips. At that point, they were playing "Let's get as many answers from her as possible."

So I told them about that summer. And I told them about Arthur. Sweet, adorable, awkward Arthur.

We were in the middle of our summer vacation. Honestly, I think Arthur just appeared there. All of a sudden, I realized we'd been staring at each other every chance we got. I was almost too embarrassed, but I struck up a conversation with him.

I was sixteen, and he was seventeen. The two of us got along swimmingly. Numbers were exchanged and secret meetings were arranged. They were secret because neither of our parents would have approved of how quickly our relationship was growing.

And our relationship was growing very quickly. We went from casual friends to something far more than casual in just a few short weeks. I didn't mind. Arthur was the sweetest guy I'd ever met.

One night, we were sitting on the beach together when he told me that he had to leave. I was upset, obviously, but I used that as a excuse to confess that I didn't want to just forget about him.

So we relocated and spent the night making sure we would never forget each other. I thought poor Arthur would die of embarrassment at first. But it turned out to be one of the best nights ever.

Unfortunately, I managed to delete his number from my phone, and the paper he'd written it on was long gone at that point. I double checked every unknown number that texted or called me, but it was never Arthur.

At least I'll never be able to forget him. Sweet, adorable, awkward Arthur.