Okay kids, this is the story of how I met Kyle. It all started back when your aunt Kyrsten and I were very young. I picked picked your aunt up from her house and met the side chick at this super epic new skating rink place in their home town.
The skating rink was everything. Loud, dark, and strangely always smelt like nacho cheese. And feet. But it was the most lit thing that had come to the town where we grew up in. You see. Your aunt and I... well. In short terms... we were fucking weird. We had no clue how to act around boys let alone a 6ft tall sex God, and by sex god we mean your father and holy spirit SAVIOUR Connor franta on fucking lit ass drugs. He was everything our horny 6th grader body's needed in life.
He was tall, had a cute laugh, and most importantly. Had no. Clue. We. Existed. Out of the three of us, aunt Kyrsten was probably the most confident one at the time and she was damn sure that she wasn't going to let this hottie slip out of her life. So being the annoying little shits we were, we followed him around the rink until he gave us attention. (Totally practical. We know)
It mainly consisted of just giggling anytime he had stolen a glance at us and giving us his authentic smirk, but it was a start. Your aunt and I and the girls who name I don't even remember, went back to that skating rink every weekend, hoping to one day become friends with the charming worker. Now kids, this was not just a girly far away crush/admiring fling, we spent nearly 10-11 hours each week working to gain a friendship with this handsome fella. I'm surprised there isn't a medal for that.
Some of the girls there would snicker at our failed attempts to try and make friends with the boy, but little did we know at the time, that soon the tables would turn. One day we had already been at the rink for at least 4 hours and something occurred to your aunt's. He looked like connor franta. Now kids, let me tell you about the legendary Connor Franta. Connor Franta was a YouTuber back in my day, and quite frankly at the time, he was the love of our young lives, and the moment they realized the resemblance. They had just another reason to befriend the brunette fellow who somehow had been stealing their young hearts.
We both felt a burst of courage as they called the skating sex god over to the bench they were sitting on. A sly smirk played on his face, probably thinking it was another stupid reason to talk to him, but no! This for once was not a stupid reason! It was an important examination that needed to be discussed.
"You look like Connor Franta, you have to be related somehow" your aunt had told him with a completely straight face, only to be broken into a smile at the workers small giggles. I had almost lost hope that he would ever take us seriously until he said "I don't know who you're talking about, let me see him" this had gotten the wheels turning and we were finally in. I being the clumsy person I am, dropped my phone trying to get it out to show him his literal doppelgänger. Which caused Kyle to laugh and me to flush in embarrassment. After fumbling for about 5 minutes I finally got out a picture and handed the boy my phone (which looked tiny in his non human sized hands)
We looked at him with expectant eyes, waiting for him to say something as his eyes scanned the picture.
"Oh my god, I DO look like him. Oh my god, who is he again?!?". I remember all of us laughing at his excitement, and how happy he looked in that moment, and it was because of us. We made him smile. Your aunt kyrsten was the one who spoke first "Connor Franta, he's a YouTuber" (we chose to leave out the part that he was gay because we didn't want to loose any chances with this boy)
And that was the beginning of the next amazing two years.
