We met in our first class on the first day of high school and he'd moved here the day before. We almost immediately became best friends and he asked me to the homecoming dance during our 25 minute break; my idiotic reply was "okie dokie". I got a new dress, which still fits me, and he brought me flowers. We danced the night away with a group of friends and he even managed to get me to take off my sweater. A year later we could be found chatting about hot actors and his boyfriend. Now, we're still good friends about to go to college and our goodbye ritual is a hug and the words "love you" (we belong to a massive and extremely varied, but very tight-knit, group of friends that openly show affection).