<p>My son had an honest-to-God middle school romance. It was a little on-again, off-again – mostly “on” in 6th and 8th grades, mostly “off” in 7th – but it didn’t follow any of berurah’s “rules”. It began (and ended) as a real friendship, and the couple spent a lot of time together, including before they decided to “date”. In fact, there was very limited “dating” involved, although there was some. Mostly it was hanging out together at lunch and free periods at school (summers were spent apart), lots of mutual support on the phone and via IM, and group activities on weekends. </p>
<p>– Everything about it was the girl’s idea. It followed her fantasies; my son was pretty obviously along for the ride, although he was happy to do that. He struggled to hold up his end of the fantasy, though, which was what produced the off-again periods. (If I had understood the developmental differences between 13-year-old girls and boys when I was 13, I think I would have jumped out a window.)</p>
<p>– At the outset, the relationship caused a lot of anxiety among the parents of other kids in their class. I spent a lot of time reassuring them that this was not hyper-sexualized early maturity rearing its ugly head, just a couple of friends where the girl had decided to call my son her “boyfriend”. (There WAS a little bit of premature maturity about it, though. Luckily, my son was too immature to go along with a lot of that.)</p>
<p>– There was an enormous coolness gap between them. The girl was very high prestige: great student, great athlete, universally admired by parents and kids alike. My son was . . . a nice, sweet boy. It was quite amusing to see how some people – say, his older sister’s friends – changed their reactions to him when they found out that “she picked him.” He found he liked the prestige, and started to strut a little, which probably would have happened anyway.</p>
<p>– She broke his heart. She wrote him what may be the nicest Dear John letter ever written by a 14-year-old, but she broke his heart, and then broke it again the following fall when she failed to keep her promise to remain friends. It took him a year or more to start to get over it, and in the process he passed on some awfully nice girls who were showing interest. He’s a senior now, two not-so-close girlfriends and many girls-who-are-friends down the line, but I’m not at all certain that he’s completely over it now.</p>