The day it began I sat fidgeting on a stool in bio-lab. The door opened and the rest of my life came walking through. Tall, dark haired, muscular, he was a fallen angel in jeans and a denim jacket. His smile shook the room, pulling the air from my lungs. If we’d been in a movie he would have been a vampire or a bad ass zombie killing ninja, but this was 11th grade small town USA so he was just a boy, but good lord what a boy!