Goofball Monologue

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A year ago I left ______I started going to an amazing school and met a whole plethora of wonderful, cute people. I made new, lovely friends that are some of the best people I’ve ever met. One person stood out from the rest, though. This ginger boy with the disposition of a golden retriever and a smile that I swear could make flowers grow. Of course I didn’t realize it at the time, but he’s the boy I would come to fall in love with. Now this boy—he is the biggest goofball I have ever met, but he’s the goofball that stole my heart, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Before this boy and I knew each other very well, our mutual friend Natalie invited us and the rest of our friends over for a movie night. If I were to pinpoint the exact moment

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