My best friend was dating Scott's best friend, and they though Scott and 
I would make a cute couple.  I think it was mostly 'cause they wanted 
their best friends to date each other.  I knew Scott, but there were never 
any sparks.  So when they set us up for homecoming, I wasn't expecting 
much.  Boy, was I shocked!  When I walked in and saw Scott standing there, 
I couldn't believe how cute he looked all dressed up.  He was the perfect 
gentleman-asking me if I needed anything, giving me his seat.  I saw a 
different side to him.  All of a sudden, I realized I was really into 
this guy and I got totally nervous: What if he didn't like me?  I was 
psyched at the end of the dance when he asked me to go to an after-party
at a friend's place.  We were chilling on the sofa when Scott have me 
the most passionate kiss.  I knew it was love-and I was sure he felt it,
too.

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This hot guy, Josh, was in every class with my best friend, Debbie.  They 
became buds.  I told her I thought Josh was cute, but I didn't think she'd 
tell him (she hates setting people up).  A couple of weeks later, she told 
me to meet her at the movies.  When I got to the theater, Josh was there.
I figured this was fate.  So I went over and told him I knew he was a friend 
of Debvie's and asked him if he'd seen her.  Josh said no, but he was there 
to meet Debbie's friend, Angie, because she supposedly liked him.  I nearly 
passed out.  I said, "I'm Angie."  We started to laugh, totally hit if 
off, and now we're dating!

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For my birtday, my friend Jo asked me what would be the best gift I could
get.  I said, "Greg, but don't tell him."  The next day, I got a card from 
Greg saying, "I hope I'm the best present you tet this year.  Call me."  
Jo had told him!  I picked up the phone ASAP and asked Greg out.  See, 
he like me but thought I wasn't into him.  We went out that night, and 
pretty much every night since.  I owe my bud big time.

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My friends wanted me to meet their so-called amazing friend, Oliver, I 
hesitated but finally said okay to a cas meeting at the food court.  When 
I got there, I saw this guy reading a bood by F. Scott Fitzgerald.  "That 
major snob can't be him?," I though.  But, bingo, he was wearing a red 
cap just like he said he would.  Once we started talking, my opinion of
him changed-for the worse.  We disagreed on everything from clothes to 
french fries.  I said I was sick and took off.  The next night, I was at
this Surgar Ray concert with my best friend when I saw the hottest guy.
I asked if she knew who he was.  She said, "Um, that's Oliver, who you 
thought was such a loser."  I said, "Well, he is so much cuter when he's
not talking or reading."  Oliver came over to apoligize for being such 
a jerk the night before.  We finally found two things we both like-Sugar
Ray and each other.  We've been a couple for six months already.