My life got better in Summer 1995 as well and it was all thanks to my amazing boyfriend Max Goof. Before he came into my life, I was alone and miserable. Sure, I had my dad who always loved me and I always loved him, but he was extremely overprotective of me and I always had Stacey who has been my very best friend since day care and we achieved a very strong sisterhood between us, but apart from them, I still felt alone and miserable.

My dad was the only family member I had in the world. I lost my mom and my identical twin sister Emma in a car crash when I was three years old. My dad and I survived it, but my mom and Emma didn't. Ever since I learned about them and how they died, I thought about them every day and what my life would be if they were still alive and how much I missed them every day. And my dad and I didn't have any other family relatives at all. I didn't have any cousins, uncles, aunts or grandparents.

And apart from Stacey, I had no other friends either – well, other legit friends, anyway. I was popular since day care but for only two reasons – one because of my very beautiful looks and the other was because I always had been the best friend of Stacey, who was always the most popular girl in all the schools we went to. Despite the glasses and the braces, she was attractive in her own way, but what impressed her teachers and the fellow students was her intelligence, her wit, her confidence, her communication skills, her ability to treat everyone in the school with respect, whether they were popular or not, and the parties she hosted at her big house and that was how she got voted to become the student body president and in the Ninth Grade beating all the other students in the higher grades above us. Stacey had all these skills that I never had but wished I did have.

So my popularity didn't make me feel good or special or happy, because I just felt like I was a pretty face to everyone and no one wanted to know the real me. That was why I kept turning down guys who asked me out on dates, even and especially the most popular guys with Chad among them, because I knew their type all my life and they weren't really interested in me and they only asked me out to make themselves feel more popular. Besides, I always knew that school popularity wouldn't matter at all even at school, let alone after graduation, so that was why I never took it seriously like a lot of students do at school and, if I lost it, I wouldn't miss it at all.

Also, due to my dad's extreme overprotective nature, I wasn't allowed to do any after school activities. There were many things I wanted to do like act in school plays and do cheerleading among them, but my dad wouldn't let me do it because he didn't want me to hurt myself during cheering or get hurt in a stunt during a play among the many other 'reasons' he could think off. So, I had to go to school, attend my classes and come straight back home immediately. Besides school, the only other places I was allowed to go to was the library for my homework, the shops for groceries and the hairdressers for my hair. The only reason I was even allowed to go to public school in the first place was because my mom made my dad promise her on her deathbed that he would let me go. If she didn't make him promise, I would be home-schooled by him – and by that, I mean we would just sit around and watch TV and eat and drink; I wouldn't learn anything from him at all. My dad wouldn't let me go to any parties, not even to Stacey's slumber parties. I had to fight a lot for him to let me attend Stacey's party in Summer 1995 and it was a good thing I did because I would have missed Max's incredible and famous dance with Powerline if I didn't. And my dad wouldn't let me try to apply for a job, even though I was the right age to start work. He wouldn't even let me go and volunteer in a charity shop, not even for the sake of me gaining work experience and looking good on my future resume.

But my life changed for the better when Max came into my life. Before I met him, I did see him a few times in the distance at school and he was getting bullied or laughed at by the other students for some reasons I didn't know why or understood. He seemed like a nice and cool guy in his way and he didn't seem like the guy who deserved to get bullied, especially as he didn't do anything wrong like fight people or call them names or insult them, so seeing him get bullied like that made me feel very sorry for him.

Max was different and unique but in a good way and I liked him before he did that Powerline dance at the end of the ninth grade for me, which was awesome, and I was very impressed when I saw him dance with the real Powerline at his most famous 1995 LA concert. Since then, we became a couple and went on many wonderful dates and I saw that he truly was a very special guy. And even though he was a C student, he was intelligent and smart in his own way. And he was better, more interesting, talented and funny than most of the other popular guys, especially Chad. Every time I went out with Max, I was glad I gave him the chance and never to Chad, because if I did, I knew it wouldn't be the same.

I had to lie to my dad every time Max took me on a date by saying I was going to the library or the hairdresser or the shops for groceries. On the one hand, I felt bad about lying but on the other hand, if I didn't, I wouldn't have been able to experience all the amazing dates that Max took me on because – as you guessed it – my dad would have prevented it. And I went to see him play in his football games and help our school to win them and see him rehearse for Sweeney Todd. Even though he was an ordinary football player and he was an extra in Sweeney Todd, he was amazing every time and I enjoyed watching him.

So, yeah, Max has improved my life as much as I seem to have improved his.