I didn’t love her the usual way. I didn’t feel any electric spark or flittering butterflies in my gut. In fact, I didn’t—don’t—even know what those kinds feelings are like, if I’m being honest. But when she first said “hi” to me, I broke out in a beaming smile I couldn’t stop. She made me feel giddy, like I’d just twirled around with my arms outstretched and then hit the ground laughing. In my mind, I saw flashes of us staying up late to watch movies together, sharing our secrets in hushed whispers, and duetting our favorite songs at karaoke nights. I know I hardly knew her, but I wanted to more than anything. Even at that first glance, I wanted to be her best friend.