First Love

By JM Mercedes

‘’It was that stupid smirk of his that made me realize Ace was still the same jerk in his godlike body. He was still his arrogant, self centered cocky self. The only thing that changed was the fact that he started talking to me after our kiss. He was my high end crush and this is our story.’’_ Alley Yuhi.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Feb 15, 2021
• ISBN: 9781716074059

JM Mercedes

JM Mercedes is a professional educator with over 19 years of experience, an acclaimed author, a mother of one gorgeous daughter, and an avid gardener. She holds a Bachelor of Science degree in Biology (Chemistry Minor) and a Master's in Education Administration. JM lives in California with her daughter. From her previous book Hung’s Revenge and Rebecca’s Fate,.  JM Mercedes is back with another book that showcases her talent, mastery of telling stories, and fiercely exploratory creativity. Her current book is Infinite Love, the sequel to Eternal Love and First Love. Eternal Love where a young man losing his girl to a car accident and never truly confessing his love.  First Love features a young teen finding her child's best friend and realizing they were meant to be.   JM enjoys the delicious Italian cuisines at Italian restaurants, hanging out with her daughter and their two dogs, Bella and Chichi, pampering her chickens and ducks, and tilling her beautiful garden. 

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First Love

JM Mercedes

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

JM Mercedes is a professional educator with over 19 years of experience, an acclaimed author, a mother of one gorgeous daughter, and an avid gardener. She holds a Bachelor of Science degree in Biology (Chemistry Minor) and a Master's in Education Administration. JM lives in California with her daughter. From her previous book Hung’s Revenge and Rebecca’s Fate,.  JM Mercedes is back with another book that showcases her talent, mastery of telling stories, and fiercely exploratory creativity. Her current book is First Love, sequel to Eternal Love where a young man losing his girl to car accident and never truly confessing his love. First Love features a young teen finding her child bestfriend and realizing they were menat to be.  JM enjoys the delicious Italian cuisines at Italian restaurants, hanging out with her daughter and their two dogs, Bella and Chichi, pampering her chickens and ducks, and tilling her beautiful garden. 

DEDICATION

This book is dedicated to  my readers.  Thank you so much for buying and reading my books.  I love you all and hope you enjoy this book.  Lots of hungs and kisses to all my readers. 

Contents

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Epilogue

PROLOGUE

The first boy I ever liked made me cry. I was just ten years old at the time. I didn't know what being in love meant then but I did know it made mom cry to herself every night. And when I'd ask her about it, she would look at me with a pained expression and say;

‘’Mom, will be fine.’’

My stupid ten year old brain could believe that but not my current self. Mom was never fine, even if she acted like she was.

But anyway, that wasn’t the situation that led to me liking a boy. It was on a Friday afternoon, after class that I met him.

He wore the same primary school uniform that I wore only that his was a bit torn and dirty.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

I watched as he continued to punch the tree bark so hard I was pretty sure his knuckles were hurting. A part of me wanted to go talk to him and another part wanted to walk away and not care. During my moment of dilemma, it was then he looked at me and I saw how puffy his eyes were.

Had he being crying?

‘’What do you want?’’ he asked, frowning at me.

‘’N-nothing.’’ I answered, trying my best to put on a stoic face. He waved his hand in a motion for me to keep moving and when I didn’t, he arched a brow as if to ask, ‘what?’

Not sparing me another glance, he continued his fist fight with the tree. I walked away after that.

The next day, I saw him at that same spot again. He sat on the floor, his back resting on the tree and his head down. I didn’t know why, but seeing him like that made my heart ache. And when my heart ached, so did my body.

Without thinking, I approached him. ‘’Are you alright?’’

He raised his head when he heard my voice and immediately that annoyed expression of yesterday came back.

‘’You again?’’ he grumbled.

I smiled sheepishly. I was a nosy one and I couldn’t help it. ‘’Sorry.’’

‘’What for?"

‘’For bothering you. You just looked so sad, I couldn’t help coming over.’’

He looked taken aback for a second, like he wasn’t expecting that from me.

He didn’t talk much after that, but his expression did soften.

Sometime later, we continued to see. We played a lot too. That tree became our new safe house. We would always go there after class.

‘’Dick-head took my money today again.’’ He said one afternoon.

Dick-head was the name he called a boy who usually bullied him in our school. His real name was Pete.

I picked up a pinecone and threw it halfway across the small yard we were in. ‘’Why don’t you fight back?’’

I didn’t like fighting, but I couldn’t back down from a fight either; especially if conditions called for it.

He laughed. ‘’Oh, I will alright. I always get even, remember?’’

I rolled my eyes at him. ‘’Right,’’ I huffed. The last time he said that, he had come home with a broken lip and swollen eye.

‘’How’s your mom?’’ I asked.

He sighed and turned his face upwards to the sinking sun. ‘’Worse than before.’’

His mom had being diagnosed with cancer and it was at its fatal stage. That had been the reason he had being so sad the first day I met him. Not knowing what to do, I put my hand over his and stared down at our palms. His hands were a bit bigger than mine and pale too.

‘’You’re going to be fine.’’ I sniffed, shocked that I was crying.

He gave a reassuring smile and my hand a small squeeze.

‘’Of course, I’ll be.’’ He grinned.

I grinned back. He always acted strong even though I knew he was in so much pain; he never let it get to him though.

At that moment, I wanted to smash something against the head of those who caused him pain, especially Pete. But most of all, I suddenly had this urge to be by his side every day. A new feeling began to sprout. I was always longing for someone to protect me, but then it became a feeling to ‘protect him’. To walk home together from school with him. To watch the sunset with him every day. And so with each day we spent together, we grew closer to each other.

I pointed at the setting sun. ‘’Let’s meet tomorrow again.’’

‘’Sure,’’ he leaned forward. For a moment I thought he was going to kiss and I really wanted him to. Instead, he reached for something in my hair and when he pulled away there was a green caterpillar in his hand.

‘’Gross!’’ I shrieked, pulling back.

He laughed and I did too. We were happy.

But then, good things don’t last forever, do they?

The next day, I went home alone and when I got to the tree, he never came and I had to watch the sunset alone.

Seven years passed and he still didn’t show up. I figured that I missed him a lot and the fact that I never asked for his name hurt me more, it made me cry.

I really hoped I'd see him one day.

CHAPTER ONE: NEW TERMS AND NEW CRUSHES.

It's a funny thing how your whole perspective and whole personality could change when you reach high school. It certainly did for me.

Back in elementary school, I was one of those who grew up in the civilized part of my town. I was smart, pretty and popular. I had the aspiration to become a doctor. I was gushed about by other parents to their kids because they all thought I was a smart little six year old- and I was; no bragging here.

But all that changed during our parents to teachers' conference meeting. It was no news to our little community that my mother was a famous erotic writer but it was big news to my school that that erotic writer was my mother.

The friends I thought I had all left me and began to call me names.

Angry and upset, I asked for a change of school.

Things went well, until junior school.

There were so many junior high schools in my community. The one I went for was one known for its academic excellence and ambitious reputation. I attended this school not only because of its reputation, but because it was a tad far from home and any parents and teacher conference would mean a one hour drive for mom.

And once again, all that changed because of my first boyfriend, Kris. Kris wasn't what I would have called the perfect boyfriend. Sure, he was hot and good looking, but he wasn't smart. I was fourteen at the time, and having a boyfriend was a it thing at school. We only flirted a while and kissed once before we broke up. The next day, news about my mom's writing spread like wildfire in the school. How anybody knew what my mom did was a big shocker to me. But he was the only suspect on my list.

Then came high school. And this time, I was accompanied by my best friends Marley smith and Katherine Willows. So not only did I enter high school not really knowing anyone (except for those two), I entered inexperienced of what I