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I had bright, dark red hair. You had braces and really cool sunglasses. We were bound to happen from the start, really. And this is how it did.

I asked him to prom. Seriously. That's how good I am at talking to people, I just walked up and asked. This was after, of course, his jealous British friend got in the way, we had an argument over the best Winter holidays, and I experienced the most amazing hipster duet in the history of Forensics.

He didn't even know who Ben Gibbard is. But he pretended he did. So I was okay with it.

The forensics tournament was at their school, a mid-size town just outside of Wichita. It looked like it was made for the arts. Murals everywhere, open spaces, huge windows, it was gorgeous. His best friend was wearing a "Free Hugs" T-Shirt. And I like to blame him for all of this, because if it weren't for that T-Shirt, none of this would have happened at all.
We're theatre kids, how could we resist a shirt like that, right? My entire team basically gave him a hug after Jolene (my best friend, of course) and I did. The guy with the shirt is probably still one of my closest friends. He has a blonde beard, ponytail, and the chillest attitude you'll ever see. I'm still convinced he's Jesus in disguise. Anyway, there was another thing that he had, and that was a very cute friend walking around with him. So the four of us became friends fast, they hung out with our team the rest of the day, and I asked the cute one to prom (jokingly, of course, though we all know what they say about truth in jokes). Here's how that went:
"Hey, Noah, right?"
"Yeah, hey!"
"Okay, so this is sort of a bet between my friends and I. If we went to the same school... Would you go to prom with me?"
"No"
*Insert the worst feeling in the world here*
"But wait, wait. Not because I wouldn't want to. I didn't pay my Junior dues and I kind of can't go this year."
"Haha, alright then."

I wanted to slap him so bad. How mean can you get?


So there it is. The amazing story of how we met. I lost a friend after this because we started dating and someone was jealous. It was the girl who dared me to ask him. Figures.

Author's Note

Sorry about the parallel to 500 Days of Summer. It sort of explains itself later on.