Third block on a black day, and my sophomore year in high school. Tenth grade is a sophomore, if you didn't know what grade a sophomore is. 

Anyways, I knew him as just a random boy in my Animal Science class. It wasn't until one day after school in September of last year, that I actually knew his name. No, that's actually a lie. He had been called out by Mr. Lenig, our teacher, for talking to Evan and messing around. Also for making this really weird and funny, yet a little annoying (to some people) noises. Which I found really hilarious. One reason being because he was a guy I could relate to. Plus I knew his friend Evan (I knew Evan before Ian did) from elementary school.

And the only reason I even talked to him that day was because he had said something to me.

"Hey, aren't you in my animal science class?" he had asked me from afar.

And I of course responded with, "Yes, yes I am."

So he then called me over to sit with him and his friend's friend, for they were also waiting to be picked up. And that was when I introduced myself to him and he did the same. Then after he said that, I had told him I technically already knew his name, from his few outbursts in class.

If we hadn't met that day, we wouldn't have started chatting here and there. Although, it wasn't until second semester that we had started actually "talking". Technically it wasn't until April 17th that we started texting each other, for that was the same day he asked me for my phone number. And he did it over email of course because he said he was too socially awkward to ask me for it directly. After that we texted and texted, and the more and more I texted him, the more I fell in love with him.

And that's where and when our story begins.