she smiles minutely as i sit down just enough for me to wonder what's going on in her head just enough to make me take a few extra seconds to say anything but we have a short conversation at a table with other people and before I leave I realize I've ended up breaking down some huge walls for her; she was the first sunset beach walk I took with any girl, the first time i decided I would explain my feelings face to face, and that same day my first near-seizure where i ended up flopping around on the floor of the school bathroom, alone. She was the first girl to invite me to a party of any sort, the first house other than mine I ever entered the first family to adopt me. four years and one girl has changed me so much I think as I walk back to class as I do every second period, I'm a creature of habit and I thank anyone who has ever made me try anything new and break them.