When I was in the seventh grade, I had a huge crush on this girl in my class; let’s call her Meg. She was extremely beautiful and had long blonde hair and blue eyes. Every day I would talk with my friends about how beautiful Meg was and how I wished she’d be my girlfriend. One day a friend of mine decided to tell one of Meg’s friends that I had a crush on her and asked if she felt the same way. Meg heard the news and told her friend to ask me if I’d be willing to ask her out. When the message...