My special someone and I met in 7th grade, though at that time I was scared of him. I was always one of the tallest girls in my class... taller than most of the boys, and by grade 7 most of them hadn't hit puberty yet. My special someone had, though, so he was taller than me, and I found it to be intimidating.
It wasn't until grade 9 that I started really liking him. I don't know how it happened, but we ended up talking at school a fair amount. Through this, I found out that we liked most of the same bands (bands that I thought no one even knew of), both loved video games, and both spent copious amounts of time on the computer, among other things. Hormones kicked in, of course, and I began realizing how attractive he was to me. Apparently the same thing happened with him.
Mid-grade ten, I finally decided I would ask him out. On MSN (I know, lame... but I'm shy!) I boldly said, "I like you a lot, and I think it's pretty obvious that you like me too. I think we should be a little more than friends now." he said something like, "What? Of course! If you want..." I replied with, "Do want." and it was made official.
It has been a little over two years now and we're still happy. I know a lot of people don't believe high school relationships can last, and maybe that's true... but for right now, we're happy together, and if we work hard enough at it I believe it can stay that way.