It was Matrimony
Home life wasn't the best, it never had been, and being the "new girl" at school months before had been pretty bad to. She was trying to change her ways, trying to be good. There was just so much to choose from.
There was this one guy she'd come to like. He wasn't really much of anything, but he was tall, handsome, funny, and quite the intellect. She was, and had always been, into smart people, whether for company or for keeps, but just couldn't fit in with the nerds...
To her luck, he was muscular, a musician, and quite the gentleman, when he wasn't being an asshole or showing off with his best friends. She'd managed to get him to like her back, after many hard hours of flirting. He had his morals though: didn't want to date in high school, loved his family, thought being immature was a necessity... She liked him more and more each day.
But because of her past, her lost innocence and freedom, she was unsure of herself. Did he like her for her? She knew that was a commonly asked question: does he actually like me? She wondered why she even liked him sometimes, his blonde hair and those sexy black jeans he wore so often. She shared only one class with him.
One thing she knew for sure was he looked quite dashing in a lab coat.