My first love

My first love was this biker about five years older than I was. And though that's not a lot, it's a lot when you're younger. I met him at a motorcycle store and we hit it off talking about the bikes. He thought I was adorable, a girl who knew as much about motorcycles (or almost as much) as he did. But it never went any further than that. I tried to put the moves on him, but he was too weirded out by our age difference and distanced himself from me for a while after. Later, we became friends again, but I never tried to hit on him again. It was probably just puppy love, but I was pretty distraught after the rejection.