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Skylar's POV: Highschool, pimply skin, high estrogen and testosterone levels, melodrama, and weird kids. And one of the weird kids had a crush on ME. It was downright obsessive, quite honest with you. From him wanting to touch my hair, to always finding ways to find me in the hallway or find a reason to talk to me, poor kid! I was able to escape this guy my freshman year to my junior year! Whew! Junior year summer: it was like the time to reinvent yourself or something. Weird Kid got a haircut, weird kid got his braces off, weird kid got his eyebrows clipped and cleaned (he let me trim those suckers), weird kid was actually not weird at all. His name was Kade Kast, and he was actually kind of funny. He kind of made me forget why I called him weird kid to begin with, why I even almost hated him. I liked him even more when I let him take me out on a date to Blaze pizza right here in Lynchburg for the first time. Granted, he was a gentleman, quiet, but serious, and even watched me scarf down my whole pizza that I ordered just for me (NO I did not share). So, if weird kid could watch me eat like a starved dog on the streets, with no judgement in his cute brown eyes, then weird kid definitely intrigued me enough for the rest of our junior year summer. It was the actual first real kind of love I have ever felt. A love that happened so quick, I could not even understand what was coming over me. The kind love that even, with your hair in knots, breath as hot as a dragon's ass, and boogers in your eyes, still asks for a kiss first thing in the morning. The kind of love that locks you in time and knows no depreciation. The love that roots me here. The love that has intrigued me for 5 years and will continue to intrigue me forever more. Kade's POV: It was a warm humid day dew still on the grass, my head still in the clouds. On a baseball field but this time I was tryna catch the flyest pop fly I’d seen in all my years. Skylar Sandidge. She had this beautiful curly shiny hair. After seeing it the only rational thing I could think of to ask her was. “Can I touch it”. I got a strong swift "...NO…" I didn’t catch Skylar that day. But she sure caught me. Soon after that she invited me to her house to pluck my eyebrows (totally “as a friend”) where she accidentally called me babe and was making me cry from the pulling of each eyebrow. Little did she know she was pulling on my heart strings too, and I must’ve looked pretty good after my eyebrows being done for her to call me babe. Not too much longer after that she finally caved in and let me take her to go get something to eat and it’s snowballed from there.