kodavis

Dylan and I met in high school. He's 2 years younger than me. He was a freshman, me a junior. It was the week after spring break. Him and my best friend, Jessica, went on a trip sponsored by one of the teachers together, and became quite close. We were up in the lunch line together, and one day just decided to start talking. I punched him in the stomach everyday...my way of flirting  Well, school ended and we didn't talk at all during the summer. School was about to start up, and my friend Emily, (who he was also friends with) had a back to school party. Both of us were with someone, but we both had feelings for eachother...again. School started and we had a class together, so we talked more. He would walk me to the library everyday after school. I would go because I didn't have internet at my house. I got his phone number and we barely ever would stop talking. One of our friends had murdered his parents, and because of that, we were grieving together. He decided to invite me to go sailing with him (no we had not started dating by now). The next day, I had broken up with my bf at 5 am. At school, I had told him. Later that night, he broke up with his gf and not even an hour later, came over to my house and asked me out. We would try to say we loved the other more, but we had to prove it somehow. Both of us thought about proposing around his 18th birthday. This would be after 2 years of dating. One day I found a hot sauce packet from Taco Bell on the floor and took it to him as a joke. He thought about it seriously, and about 2 days later, sitting in my kitchen, me on his lap, he whispered in my ear "Will you marry me". I of course said yes, thought about it for a few seconds, asked if he was serious, and said yes with a huge smile on my face.  I've never been happier