So, I'm in my junior year of high-school, and I very momentarily dated a boy in my freshman year. It was in the very begining for not even three months. I was nervous bc I had only ever been in the high-school I attend now once or twice before. I was so nervous that I needed to be perfect that I started kinda unconsiously starving myself, getting a boyfriend didn't help. So after that I tried to move on, and it was really hard bc if someone tells me they like me, especially if it's before I show any interest, I'm hooked. Then the summer after freshman year rolls around and he tries to get back with me. Then (I don't remember the first time I heard about him saying this, but the last time was just today.) he starts telling people that I carved our initials into my arm. I didn't, I had a pencil that I scratched so hard on the back of my hand that it made me bleed. I will admit there were our initials, but they weren't carved, they weren't on my arm, and he's a terrible person either way