Our junior year of high school wasn't the first time we met, but it was our beginning. If you asked us then, we'd always laugh and say we're "just best friends", but the only people we were fooling was ourselves. We were so smitten with each other. And by "smitten", I mean seriously awkward, cringe-worthy teenage puppy love. It was just a few months later, sitting in the hallway after school Ken finally asked if I wanted to be his girlfriend. A best friend I can kiss all the time? Deal. Fourteen years and three cats later, I still get to kiss my best friend all the time. The best part? We're just getting started.