We had the same English class during our senior year of high school. The class was packed and the seat next to me was the only one still available when he came in. We went from being desk neighbors to partners to friends. From there our relationship just blossomed and the rest is history.

He decided to take us boating for the first time. After riding around a few laps we found a peaceful spot to stop. Just as the mist rolled down from the mountain tops he asked, "Will you marry me?". We always joke so I blew it off as usual. He pulled out a ring and asked again. I started freaking out but interjected, "wait... did you ask my dad?". He said yes, got down on one knee and asked again, "so, will you marry me?". I couldn't stop freaking out as I said yes just about a thousand times.