Viva Las Vegas

My birthday was in a couple days, I believe I was turning ten. My Mom decided to celebrate my birthday in Las Vegas, Nevada; My Uncle T and My Auntie Cc were going to show us around since thier family lived there. When we arrived to Las Vegas the sun was barely rising, it took the whole days trip to get here and we were exhausted. My Auntie Cc's family is Philipino; so for breakfast we ate rice, rice, and more rice, that was our meal for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I loved chinese food but of couse it wasn't the same, so for the whole week of being there all I ate was plain white rice.
Chad is my Auntie Cc's nephew, he was with us when we went touring Las Vegas. My auntie started teasing us saying we look cute together, she even has a story about us. Claiming we were under the blankets eating rice on the couch. Why were we eating under the blanket? It still surprises me on how could this story be true.
Six years later, we decided to visit Las Vegas again, we were aged and we have changed. Chad no longer was the little boy with the little voice, I was no longer the girl he might have remembered me as. My little cousin always wanted us together, playing match maker whenever she can, trying to get us alone or so we could spend time with each other. Chad lived in a nice house with surrounding look-a-like houses, also his neighbor hood had a pool house. I played in the pool with my little cousin teaching her how to swim and just to spend time with her. My mom and auntie also tried their best to push us together. They tried to make him bring me my towel, make us take pictures together, they even had him walk me back to his house. It was both awkward between us so it was just a silent walk back to his house. It was our last night in Las Vegas, we were going to the strip one last time; Chad was not able to go with us, but the look on his face was a look like he wanted to go.
A year later it was his turn, His turn to come visit Colorado. Beardance and the high school graduation were the main events going on that weekend. I invited Chad to graduation, my friends were graduating and I was being kind. Sadly it was kind of boring I barely enjoyed it, so I imagined he hated it.
During the graduation parties he would text me and say, "what are we doing after this?" "what do you want to do after this?" "We should go do something" After my mom left the house to give me and his some privacy, he decided to kiss me. A kiss was all expected, kissing more than once was not what i planned for. To me all that played in my mind was "I can't believe this is happening," so I guess that was a clue that this was not going to work, we were never going to be bf/gf. Another thing was I believed he only used me, the feeling I never wanted to feel, it seemed he wanted to see what it felt like to kiss me or even see if he can get simething out of me. As soon as my mom came home, I took him straight to my uncles moms house, I left immediately with just a mark of USED slapped on my lips.
That weekend was not what I expected, I don't ever want to experience that again. After they left; news about him having a girlfriend surfaced, but it didn't shock me till I found out her name. The name was mine: Taylor.