In second grade, Ryan Thomas proposed to me, saying that I was the girl of his dreams. Of course, being the dumb kid that I was at the time, I said yes. We were supposed to live happily ever after like any normal couple, or at least, that's what we thought. But of course, life didn't turn out that way. Ryan ended up moving away to somewhere forlorn and unknown to me while I was stuck in this dingy old town. At least he got a chance to escape. I was stuck here slowly rotting away to a corpse. That's what I thought, at least, until he waltzed right back into my life in the form of a 6'2 Adonis.

Here I was thinking about all of this dreary stuff, and in comes a new kid that looks oddly familiar. But let me tell you, he was hot. No, I mean he was HOT. Now, I want you to close your eyes (okay, not literally, but you get the idea) and imagine a guy, about 6'2, with silky brown hair that's average length, chocolaty brown eyes you could drown in, and a perfect body. Got the picture in your mind? Good. Now, imagine that about twenty times hotter and you got Ryan Thomas, all grown up.

So about now I was ogling him, basically frothing at the mouth. Just about every girl in class was doing the same thing but he decided to look straight at me. Perfect way for your fiancé to see you right? But all it took was a satisfied smirk to wipe that all away and bring me back to my witty self. So when he walked by, I decided to do what you might call childish (but I call it pure genius). I 'casually' slipped my foot out from under the desk and tripped him, making his graceful presence not so, well, graceful.

As his face was now preoccupied with the floor, I sat straight up in my seat looking as innocent as possible. He didn't buy it for a minute. And the 'he' I would be referring to is the Casanova that is now presently standing beside my desk. I let a small smile escape my façade, looking out of the corners of my eyes at his expression. Before he could comment, the teacher interrupted.

"Mr. Thomas. If you are done disturbing my class, could you please sit down?"

Snickers were heard all around the room. I saw him nod his head in acknowledgment and turn to go sit down. That's about the point of this whole thing that I realized the only empty seat was right behind me. Oh the torture.