Maybe by Then I'll Understand

Maybe the reason I fell so hard is because I'd never had a boyfriend. Sweet sixteen and never been kissed. Until Tony. Tony was a really cool guy and for some reason he liked me—really liked me. It was wonderful—finding little notes taped to my locker; meeting him after school; being noticed by the kids, not just the teachers. I was Tony's girl—not just the girl who always had her homework done. And Tony needed me—really needed me. Maybe that was the irresistible attraction. It was also the problem. He needed me a lot more than I could handle. Maybe someday I'll be able to figure out what Tony was all about ...