"Yes."

It was early in the morning, nearing the end of the lock-in. My friends refused to go swimming, though I was sweating after playing tennis. After many times of asking and pleading, I decided to just go for a swim in the pool (which is located indoors) without my friends. I did this because I knew he was in there swimming. I did this because maybe we could strike up another conversation again. I did this... Because I like him again.
Run... And JUMP! Repeated jumps off the diving board were on both our parts. Eventually, after having jumped so many times, I swam to the shallow end, close to where he was standing. He came over to me. I was happy because we started talking. I told him about how my friends didn't want to join me in the pool, and soon enough, he popped the question!
"I have a question for you... Do you want to go out with me?"
Stunned and shocked I had no clue what to say. I've had liked him for a few weeks now, and the last time we dated was maybe 8months ago, from September to today.
I had to, I did it. "Yes." And bam, just like that, I'm no longer single. My friends bother me all the rest of the morning about it. Why do you hate him so much? You can't even remember his name.
At first the night was awkward, as expected. And later things started settling down as we sat in the gym at 6am waiting for breakfast and then parents.