They met during the first week of school. She sat at his lunch table one day with her friends from orchestra. She smiled at him every time she realized that he was looking at her. She was quiet, and sometimes, he observed, she looked a little sad. He had no idea why she was sad, but he felt the need to wrap her in a hug every time he saw that look cross her face. He always wondered what she could be thinking when she looked like that. She was way more beautiful when she was happy.
She didn't notice the looks he gave her often, but when she did, she could tell he was interested. He always made a funny face when she caught him looking, and she giggled and looked back down at her lunch. He sure was cute.
They hung out for the first time in the downtown area with a mutual friend. They walked all over for a good four hours, finally returning home exhausted and hungry. Then she went on a weekend vacation to see her older brother. They sent messages back and forth, getting to know each other over text messages.
The next weekend was homecoming. He had to be at the game, so he stayed after school. She stayed with him to keep him company. As they were wandering the halls at school, he asked her some questions. He asked if she liked him as a friend, or possibly more than a friend. She said yes to both. He asked, "If I asked you out would you say yes?" She said maybe. Then he finally, finally asked, "Will you go out with me?" She smiled her biggest smile, happy as any girl could ever be that finally, finally, someone liked her, she said yes.
They went to homecoming together, October 9. They kissed, October 9. They said "I love you," October 28. They're going on two months.
She is so happy that finally, finally, someone loves her like he does.