The first time I saw him was on an ordinary school day in the middle of the year.. I was sitting in my usual spot in the bleachers that day, waiting to go upstairs to my locker. When he walked into the gym my heart started to pound. Of course, when you go to a small, private Catholic school, the supply of guys is limited so you get overly excited about new people, but he was different somehow..

As he walked over to talk to the principal I leaned over to Gaby and asked her who he was.. She replied with the fact that this adorable creature was Austin’s cousin – and that was that..

Austin…hmm. I should definitely forget about this new guy. I’d known Austin since my first day at St. Anthony in kindergarten.. We got along fairly well until, in 6th grade, he joined the middle school clique and stole my best friend and I have more than just emotional scars from the whole experience..

If this adorable new guy was Austin’s cousin then I must just forget I ever saw him.. But it proved to be very, very hard..