At least that's what I thought every thing was going to be. Every things going to be fine. I thought. It's going to be okay. I thought, but I couldn't have been more wrong. As the school year wound down to an end I found my self in a state of depression. Thinking if we broke up I wouldn't be cool any more. Everyone who is anyone has a boyfriend or a girlfriend. With out him I would be nothing more than a failure.