It's how I met my spouse. We had ensemble roles sophomore year and I just vaguely knew who he was because I became bffs with his cousin. I'll never forget her calling him a
computer nerd so i was like oh, no way then.The next year I was ensemble again and he had a major role as one of the few males capable of carrying a tune. But computer nerd had grown about a foot since I'd last seen him so I my interest was piqued. We were then the only 2 who made it to state choir and I got to hang with him for a couple days. I was strongly interested in getting to know this boy more but
he seemed rather obtuse about my interest.
Senior year there were a couple options being floated for musicals and I knew it was highly likely he and I would be leads. One option involved zero romance and little interaction between the leading man and woman. The other involved a kiss, marriage, domestic violence and the husband's death but oh well, gotta do what you gotta do. I lobbied HARD for that option and got it. Spent the summer getting to rehearse and then eventually kissing on stage in front of family. That's hella awkward especially when the "kiss" is the tiniest grandma peck because we were both too chicken.
Anyway, by the end of the musical everyone is like you guys should date but it took him a couple more months and a family party at my house where he kinda broke his face to get up the courage. But he did and we both ended up at ISU and did choir throughout.
And here we are 15 yrs and 2 kids later. Now whenever I sing, my 3 yr old goes "mommy stop, you aren't good at singing" to which DH laughs hysterically and I contemplate adopting out the kid. Kid doesnt know ****. His metric of "good" is the Blippi excavator song. My singing is the reason he exists