I forever changed the girl I had a crush on in High School

I went to a somewhat small HS, it had about 1,700 kids in it so it wasn't too big plus it was a somewhat tight knit community in the Chicago suburbs.<br><br>It was my senior year and I had recently realized that I was Bi. I had a crush on a girl in my history class. She was really smart, really funny, I loved the way her hair bounced when she would get excited about something. When she would get passionate about something in class, she would push her hair back and it would bounce off her shoulders and I would pretty much melt into my seat.<br><br>I had known Wendy since middle school. We were never close, but we were acquaintances. She was never particularly popular, but at least she wasn't a bully. She was in this weird social limbo, she wasn't super popular or particularly hated, she was just a face in the crowd. I think she had one friend. <br><br>I was a social outcast. I had a few friends, I wasn't super popular, but we had a small group who would hang out. I was in Band and the school play and I did a lot of extra-curricular activities.<br><br>I cringe when I think about how I went about asking Wendy out. I should have been smooth. I should have done it better. <br><br>I walked up to Wendy after class and sat next to her and I just blurted it out. I was shaking. I asked her to Homecoming and she laughed and she said yes. We didn't have a lot of time to talk so we made plans to talk at lunch the next day.<br><br>We talked and I told her that I was Bi. I told her that I had never gone out with a girl before and she was the only girl I had ever asked out. She told me she had never gone out with a girl before and had never been asked out by a girl before. We talked for a long time while we ate in the cafeteria, we were so busy talking we forgot to eat.<br><br>She told me that she didn't know if she was into girls or not. She told me she was questioning her sexuality but was to afraid to explore it. She told me stories about how her parents fought about how to parent her. She told me that her mom wanted to be her friend and her dad wanted to make rules about everything. She told me that her relationship with her parents was really strained. I told her that my parents were the total opposite and my dad and I were very close. <br><br>We talked for a long time and I walked her to her next class. I gave her my number and she texted me later that night. We stayed up texting and talking almost all night. It was for the first time in my life, I had someone to talk to. <br><br>We went to Homecoming together. We had an amazing time. We danced the night away, we talked, we laughed. We had an amazing time. We were inseparable. We were like two peas in a pod. We went to the movies together, we went for walks in the woods, we went to the beach together. We never ran out of things to talk about. <br><br>We went to the Prom together. Wendy was beautiful and I was so proud to have her by my side. I wasn't surprised when she told me she was moving away after graduation. She didn't want to stay in the Chicago suburbs, she wanted to go out West and she wanted to go to college in Oregon. We talked about staying together but we decided to go our own ways. <br><br>I didn't go to Prom again. I stayed in the Chicago suburbs. I saw Wendy a few times before I left for college but we didn't really talk after that. She was a part of my life for a short time, but it was a part that I will always cherish. <br><br>Last year I was out with some friends at a bar / restaurant in the city. I hadn't seen Wendy in over 10 years, but I recognized her right away. She had short hair and a few tattoos, but it was her. When she saw me, she cried and hugged me. I hugged her back and she kissed me on the cheek. <br><br>She told me about how I had forever changed her life. She told me that I had given her the courage to be herself. She told me how much I meant to her. She told me that she had changed so much since HS. She told me that she had realized she was a lesbian and she was proud of being a lesbian. She told me that she had never told anyone about being a Lesbian until college. <br><br>She told me she had cut off contact with her parents a long time ago. She said she still had some communication with her mom but her dad was a total loss. She told me that she had a small network of friends in the city and she was proud of the person she had become. <br><br>I was glad I had been a part of her life. I was glad I had been there as a source of comfort. I was glad I had been there during a difficult time and that I forever changed her life. <br><br>I really hope that someday I will see Wendy again. Until then, I will cherish the time we spent together.