My first boyfriend was Ryan Sadler; he was my first love too. It was my last day of middle school before moving to colorado and a whole bunch of people wrote me letters, got my number, and said their goodbyes. One person in particular Chandler Cunningham got my number but waited to text me until I had already moved. He called me one night from his friends phone that he had borrowed while spending the night. After he left the next morning I had texted the number thinking it was his. Ryan, his best friend answers the phone and from that moment on I was screwed. Ryan was the typical white kid skater and my naive young self fell hard for it. Ryan was sweet at first; he was caring and protective. He loved to talk on the phone, or facetime, or just
