In my final year of high school I started dating this guy we'll call him James and everything was going smoothly. We had very similar interests and roughly the same personality. It was a very comfortable relationship and I was actually willing to move forward in the relationship sexually. This would actually be my first time having sex.

After school on Friday's my friend "Julie" and I would go to this after school hangout in the basement of my old elementary school which is not too far from both our houses. It was supposed to be a form of after school program that no one actually went to and it was hosted by "Julie's" friend. So a few of our friends would go just to chill out and have fun. "James" also went which is why I started to because I had a huge crush on him.

Later on during the year I found out that "Julie" had feeling for him. "Julie" was my friend best friend for the past 5 years and I didn't want this to come between us so I kept my space from him for a while trying to figure out what to do. Eventually they started to hang out in secret even during school hours without telling me. You can obviously guess what was going on. So I decided to ask her about her feeling towards him. She giggled and said "I don't know". This was an obvious yes. After a few weeks of trying to figure out what to do she stopped talking to me all together and so did he. I found out on the last day of us dating that he was going around to his friends telling him about me going on birth control and how I wanted to have sex with him. Me, being really embarrassed I went home early and broke up with him over text. Yes, I know harsh but considering what he was doing mine seemed less harsh.

He swore that nothing was going on but it was already over, everything was already messed up. I later found out that the people at our Friday's hang out also knew about the whole sex thing and the girl who was in charge girlfriend claimed I was promiscuous.