You know when you dream about your prince charming as a little girl? I think that this was what I had pictured him to be back as a 13-14 year old girl. I believed that we would share a connection that was so strong no amount of distance or people could break us apart. So when I saw him for the first time, I instantly hoped that he would be my prince charming. That we were special, but that's what all first time couples think, right? I wish I hadn't believed this sentence when I came across it for the first time. He looked gorgeous, multi-talented and popular at school. I just knew that every girl had a crush on him, since I was a part of the popular clique myself and we would know all the pieces of gossip. He was so unattainable but devilishly handsome. How could I have not fallen in the trap?