Grade nine was when they fell in love, and grade twelve was when they had their first child. Dumbfounded? Delighted? Disgusted? Perhaps all of the above? Well, whichever way, just hear me out first and perhaps you'll change your mind by the end. It was Tony and Isabel. Their first day of high school, two strangers who've never met were about to experience the first day of the rest of their lives. Isabel and friends, were imperturbably waiting for the year's first school bell. Tony was on the school bus on his way to school. Minutes, seconds in fact, before a turning point in both their lives, and neither had a clue. So, Tony apathetically hopped off the bus and shuffled down the straight path near the parking lot to the school's entrance, Isabel was listlessly standing in front of the parking lot. She saw him. Her friends saw him. He looked at her, she looked at him. They clicked. "Oh Gosh is that a guy or a girl? He/she is so not cute, what a poot butt!", proclaimed Isabel's friend. "Oh totally! Oh my gosh, do you see that so not boho hair?", affirmed Isabel, thinking the infallible contrary in her mind. Although they were utter opposites on the outside, Tony being the area boy with the baggy, loose jeans, and bandanas, and Isabel being the bunhead, always attempting to improve the perfect bun on her head for ballet, they both felt that for some reason they would one day talk after only knowing of each other's existence for just one day. Oh they definitely talked, a tad more than just talked. Regardless, moving on to the interesting part, - their meeting. It was lunch time and everyone was on their way to the mama put, including Isabel and Tony. Isabel with her friends, Tony with his. Actually perhaps it wasn't lunch time. Maybe it was after school? No I'm pretty sure it was lunch, or maybe there wasn't school that day? Now I'm blabbing, sorry. Nevertheless, whatever it was that day, Tony and Isabel were about to finally become acquainted, sort of. They walked into the mama put and ordered. Both nervous and struck by each other's presence, in hope the other would say something first, they stood still waiting. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, the nervousness got the best of Tony and as he was about to pay, he reached into his pocket for money, pulled it out, stretched his hand out to give it to the waitress, and without apprehending that Isabel was walking past on her way out, he punched her in the nose! It was the best worst moment of Tony's life. "There is in the worst of fortune the best of chances for a happy change," (Euripides), how applicable! Don't you think? Oh yeah sorry, you still don't know what happened next! Well, it's pretty obvious Isabel forgave him, and from the nose punch on they became inseparable. They fell in love. I fell in love. And now I am a new parent. Yes, me. Okay so I exaggerated having the kid in grade twelve just a little bit. I needed your attention reader! I'm actually twenty-four, but it all feels like it was just yesterday. Just yesterday that he punched me, just yesterday he first called me, just yesterday we first kissed, just yesterday that we got married, and just yesterday that I had Damien, oops, that actually was yesterday. From area boy and bunhead to now fireman and teacher. That is Tony and I, like it or not. Hope you like it though!