Without supporting geographic and demographic data it is difficult to pinpoint an exact answer for you. The three most probable are listed below in no particular order. You did give us a lot to go on. Please keep this in mind.
If you are living in the jungle or in a somewhat unfamiliar house with a hot tub, but no doors or windows; It has a fridge and wine cellar that seem to magically replenish themselves; also living there are several other people that you don't really know who keep disappearing at a rate of one a week and you have the constant feeling you are being watched, brace yourself, you may have been unknowingly sold into indentured televised servitude, a victim of the Reality Show Black Market.
The bad news: Big Brother is watching
The good news: You can pick who you want for your boyfriend. But it probably won't last past the point when one of you gets voted off the island...
Of the numerous questions one asks when emerging from an extended coma, 'Who is my boyfriend', is the third most popular for females between the ages of 13 and 17. The first and second being, "Who are you people" and "Where is my kidney".
Perhaps you asked the question on a much deeper, more suspicious level...
Outwardly your boyfriend displays the same characteristics that attracted you to him so many weeks ago.
Then you began to notice things. Little things. Things that taken by themselves mean nothing, dismissed as inconsequential, yet, collectively they were drawing you to a conclusion you didn't want to face. He was hiding something, keeping a dark secret and it seems you are the only one that can see it.
- You would see him reading a book
- Constantly taking notes
- The vacuous expression would disappear when he thought no one was looking
- The spontaneous use of big words, then realizing what he had done, follow up with, 'what-EH-ver'
- The crop circles showing up whenever he goes 'up North' for the weekend.
- The daily visits to the regeneration chamber in his basement
But they kept happening, adding up until you could deny it no longer. You had to ask the hard question:
"Who is my boy friend,.....really?"
"And why is he categorized as a '99 Ford Taurus?"
The answer to both is: "You don't want to know"