"He went on vacation and brought back more than souvenirs!"
At the beginning of my freshman year, I started dating this guy. We even had a movie-like meeting: We bumped into each other in the hallway at school, apologized to one another, and then totally hit it off. Seven months passed, and we were doing great -- or so I thought. Every April, he took a trip down to Mexico. This year, he promised he would take me with him, but I couldn't miss a week of school so I had to say no. I missed him so much when he was gone! On day he got back, I went to his house to give him a kiss and tell him how much I missed him. But to my surprise, another girl answered the door in a towel! I asked her who she was, and she said that she was my BF's "cousin" and that he was in the shower. After she shut the door, I went to the side of his house, peeked in the window, and saw them all over each other! Apparently, he had picked her up in Mexico and told her that he had broken up with me. The next day at school, I dumped the loser!







