Fell In Love With A Boy

It was a February night in Norman, Oklahoma.I was pulling into the apartment complex where my new friend, Chase, was having his viral video themed birthday party. A tall figure in a blue dress and bright red wig jumped in front of my car.
I slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting him.The tall figure disappeared and reappeared as I made my way up the stairs into the apartment. He didn't say a word, he just lifted up his blue dress where the word "firecrotch" was written across his flesh colored tights. "This is my brother, Adam", said Chase, "he's supposed to be Lindsay Lohan".
I laughed. Loudly. Perhaps more than I should have.

Inside the apartment, I tried to strike up a friendly conversation with this strange boy in the red wig. "So.....,' I started looking for something to say, 'Chase tells me you live by Mellow Mushrroom in Fort Worth. I love that place." He just shrugged and replied "yeah." Then he looked away as if he were searching for something better to be doing. I was perturbed by this guy who was apparently too cool for school. "And.... that's apparently the only conversation we're going to have tonight. Nice to meet you," I said through a sarcastic smile, as I spun around to find someone who would seem like they enjoyed talking to me.

Ten minutes later.

Standing in the kitchen, I watched as he dipped a chick-fil-a nugget into cheese fondue. "That's really gross", I said to him, with a disgusted look on my face. "It is gross, isn't it?" he replied. Then he smiled, and even though I didn't want to, I found myself smiling back.

We were (un)intentionally inseparable the rest of the evening. Always going outside to smoke at the same time. Dancing next to each other during each Queen song. Trying to take pictures of each other when we thought the other one wasn't looking.Taking several jell-o shots together. We both hated the orange and deemd that it tasted like "orange dentist".

After that night, we never went a day without communicating. Just through letters at first. Hundreds and hundreds of letters. By May, we had shared our first kiss. By October we were engaged and both swore to tell no one. By January we found out we had created life. Now, exactly a year and half later, we're back where we started. Our child will come into this world just down the road from where we first met.

When Sam asks me if I believe in love at first sight, I will answer by saying "Absolutely. I fell in love with your father the moment I met him." When Sam asks me how I knew he was the one, I'll simply respond "He had me at Firecrotch."