We first met during our sophomore year of high school when we were in the same science class. He sat behind me and we would talk occasionally during class. When the year ended, we lost touch with one another and went on with our separate lives. Then, we reconnected our senior year. I was working the blood drive with ROTC, handing out bottles of water, and he was there to donate blood. I offered him a bottle of water and we started talking from that day on. We hung out a few times as just friends and, a month later, I got him to agree to go to the military ball with me; he agreed, but only if I couldn't find someone else to go with. Truth be told, I didn't even try to find someone else to go with. And the rest is history.