It’s kind of funny really. We started off hating each other solely for the purpose that I was dating her ex-boyfriend and she was my boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend. I had heard stories about her from Boy and decided I didn’t like her purely basing my decision off of that and she saw me walking hand in hand with a boy she still had feelings for and decided she didn’t like me. Typical bitchy teenage girl crap.
Of course Boy got bored with me within a month and ended up heartlessly dumping me right before dating a mutual friend (between myself, him, and his other ex-girlfriend.) So obviously he was well worth hating some random girl over. Any type of relationship (purely friendly or otherwise) with him had been terminated and I had made myself this enemy for no reason whatsoever. So The Other Ex (TOX for short) and I bonded a little over our brutal dumpings.
About half a year later after both TOX and I had attempted patching together a friendship with Boy but to little use. He ended up dating another mutual friend (even though she new I didn't approve thus ending THAT friendship as well) and left us stone cold. We happened to be all at a party for marching band (Boy was drum major and putting on this shindig) and TOX and I both decided we couldn't stand to watch the two of them play tonsil hockey any longer or we were going to kill someone/ourselves so we exited the building to get some fresh air. We happened upon an adorable little bridge with a tree elegantly draping over it and with the full moon above it was more romantic than either of us could have come up with at that point. She mentioned how beautiful it was and how she would love to get married somewhere like it so I got down on one knee and jokingly asked for her hand in marriage. Our other friend who had followed us out agreed to "marry" us right there and so we've been wife and...wife ever since.
Niether of us talk to Boy anymore, but our friendship is going on 4 years now even with my moving 1500 miles away. It's funny really.
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