Drey: The Story

Drey Michael Cantrelle. I guess I should start at the beginning. I remember the day I met him...back when he was dating Khaki. We were standing in the lunch line and he spun around and asked if I listened to MCR. I said a little bit and he asked about The Used...I told him I love the Used like wow! We hung out at recess and everyone told me how we were just alike...he was like a male me. It was awesome (at the time) Later on in that month we hooked up for a few days. We weren't sure if we were dating so we stopped hanging out...that afternoon we made it official...he asked me himself. We dated for a few days then just stopped hanging out. Later on in the year feelings progressed. He gave me my first kiss on October 7th at a party he had. It was great...then later that night we were alone outside and we gave me my first french kiss...it was everything a kiss should be...slow, sweet, soft, perfect. We weren't dating though. There was a lotta drama revolving around that boy...he flirted with my best friend then told her he loved me...he was really screwed up. One day our Literature teacher took us to a play. Drey and I say next to each other. The lights went down, that's when we got cozy. He put his hand on my knee and slowly worked his way up. I really liked him so I didn't mind and let him do what he pleased. Meanwhile I was having some fun of my own with him...then we just laced hands and watched the play. On the bus home we sat together...we joked around, he did what he wanted again...then said something about "I love you too much" That started more inner termoil for me...Drey is the kind of boy that wears a shirt that says "I'm the guy your mom warned you about" and can mean it. He's a drama causer...he ruined my relationships with Ray...he fucked with my emotions and my friends, and yet...I still have feelings for him. I dream about him...I don't know what he has that appeals to me...I mean he's a total dick (not to me really) and a horrible serial cheater...but I don't know. I just want a staight answer from him...we made out in the bathroom one Thursday...he didn't know it but that was always a fantasy of mine: making out in the bathroom (not with him persay). Drey is a story what more can I say about him really. I'm sure there'll be more to this story.