On an ordinary late-spring afternoon, I was in my junior biology class studying animal and plant cells. Uncomfortably sticking to the science-lab stools, all of us were suffering as the single, tiny fan in the entrance of the classroom failed to provide relief. There was nothing special about this day yet, and I probably would’ve forgotten the day completely, if it weren’t for what happened one minute later.
Slumping in my chair in the far left corner, I felt that there were only so many times someone could tell the difference between the two cells: plant cells include chloroplasts, the cell wall, and vacuoles. The animal cells do not. Pretty straightforward.
Just as I was about to sink into the table, I looked up and saw my boyfriend’s best friend. He was at the front of my classroom. Whispering to my teacher. My teacher, who was nodding and smiling. My boyfriend’s best friend nodded back at her, looked at me without saying hello (very uncharacteristic), and then he rushed out of the room.
I stared after the empty doorway. The seconds ticked by slowly. Nothing.
Okay, I better get back to work. These cells won’t label themselves.
“Introducing, the King ——” My boyfriend’s best friend had entered the room again with a scroll.
What was going on here?
Then, I saw it: my boyfriend hoisted into the air, on a chair, being carried by four of his other friends. He was not dressed in the jeans and t-shirt he had on earlier. He was wearing a toga, and it was obvious he was shirtless underneath. His naked chest and boxers peaked out from underneath the toga. A leafed crown was fastened around his head. In his hands were a dozen red roses.
It was one of those very few moments where I felt like I needed someone to pinch me–I felt surprised and unsure if what I was seeing was real.
More seniors piled into my class. “Where is she?” They called. Everyone was looking for me.
My lab partners pointed down to me. My boyfriend’s eyes met mine, and I no longer noticed the familiar and unfamiliar eyes watching us. I just saw him.
“There she is.” He grinned from across the room.
“That way!” One of his friends holding him up shouted. They moved him to me and let him down.
When his feet touched the ground, we were almost nose-to-nose. He bent down to one knee, with roses in hand, and looked up at me, beaming. Taking my hand in his, I think I was shaking.
“Will you be my goddess to prom?”
“Of course.” I smiled a mile wide.
That short moment had made me feel so loved, and it still does. It was a grand display of affection to pursue me as a date to prom–even though it was not necessary. We had already been dating awhile. He had nothing to prove. I knew he loved me. I would’ve said “yes” at Walmart or the nearest Five Guys. But, I am so glad he didn’t. The way he asked me was something I will never forget. Whether you are just starting to date or have been together for years, grand displays of affection always accomplish making the other person feel loved. You only live once and for a limited time, so show and tell others how much they really mean to you. Always pursue what and those you love.