1. Kenneth

He lived around the corner from me. The teenage girl my mom would get to chaperone us used to encourage us to play Truth or Dare - it was how I received my first kiss. We would walk up into the backwoods for hours, picking wild strawberries and listening to music on his boombox. When he moved away, it was one of the saddest days of my life. A few years after, he called me randomly to let me know he was in town and that he wanted to see me. I never got to. I still can't listen to the REM song what's the frequency, Kenneth? without thinking about him.