In August of 2012, I walked into my biology class and immediately went over to my best friend to tell her about the day I was having. Since it was the first day of school, I had a lot to say, but I suddenly stopped talking when I looked over her shoulder and saw a cute brown-haired boy sitting on one of the lab tables in the back of the room. She instantly asked me who I was staring at, and I proceeded to have her turn around to see this super cute boy in the back. Once she saw who I was looking at, I told her: "I'm going to date him, and one day, I'll marry him". She obviously told me I was crazy, but I knew he was the one. It was awhile before we "made it official", but we spent our entire freshman year of high school getting to know each other and becoming amazing friends. By the end of the year, on May 17th to be exact, he FINALLY asked me out on a date (with some prompting on my end). As any romantic high school freshman would, my brown-haired boy treated me to an evening of live music at an oh-so-classy high school band concert. And the rest is history... M