Intersecting Lives

Parallel lines have a lot in common but they never meet. Ever.

You might think that's sad.

But every other pair of lines meets once and then drifts apart forever.

Which is pretty sad too.

He was the sex-crazed bad boy with the irresistibly flirtatious personality. And I, on the other hand, was the awkwardly timid good girl who fell terribly for him.

This is the story of Ricky and I plus our intersecting lives.