Whoever made up that phrase 'You know when you know ' lied. When I first met the love of my life my first thought was 'Why is the new kid wearing a girl's sweater?'. This was a pretty serious offense in my world of texting and cheap lip gloss. Girls were expected to wear the itchy sweater the color of dried blood or rust, neither of which flattered anyone. Boys wore the red fleece with navy piping down both arms. It always seemed super unfair to me because despite the more feminine design of our sweater not only was in supremely uncomfortable, it did nothing to protect us from the cold.

Anyway, filled with a sudden burst of confidence, me and my 'best friend' at the time decided to go and say hi. The new boy with the mysterious fashion sense had been assigned a 'buddy'. Unfortunately for me his buddy was somewhat of a stalker for me and was stout with a sprinkle of randomly placed black hairs on his face. For obvious purposes, I can't use his real name so lets call him John. John was overindulged and clearly used to getting what he wanted, therefore would not take no for an answer. Upon seeing us approach, John got very flustered clearly not prepared for this impromptu meeting.

We all exchanged greetings however afterwards there was an awkward pause as John tried to regain his composure. Quickly, we grew bored and decided to introduce ourselves as John was clearly incapable of doing so. It became obvious that the new boy did not speak much english and what he did manage to say was clouded by a thick accent that sounded eastern-european.

I took in this strange boy. He was on the tall side towering above my diminutive five foot frame. His face was forgettable with dark, chocolate eyes, deep set with big, purple bags underneath them. Long, black hair curled around his face, in a way that was almost cherubic- it was definitely his best feature. He smiled sheepishly at my scrutiny and I noticed that a lump in his upper lip protruded over his bottom lip.

My best friend had obviously grown bored with our awkward exchange and pulled me away. I forgot about him and linked arms with her, already giggling about our next task.