Kyle is one of those guys that look like they get attacked by girls on a daily basis but he isn’t. He is really a good friend and he’s all mine. Who would I be without this kid? I would have been a depressed victim of rape. If Kyle wasn’t at the party where I met him, I would have been raped by a conceited jock. I smiled at him, remembering how we became friends and he smiled back at me, completely confused as to why I was smiling at him.