There is this girl who she and I met through a friend at the end of last semester before Summer came. Throughout the summer, I didn't have any feelings for her, in fact I was going to hook her up with a friend of mine (long story short - he is too passive, never acted on it). We kept in touch, at least as what I perceived to be friendly, and school came back in session. This semester we were hanging out in groups a ton. I always thought she was pretty, but for some reasons, I didn't act on anything. Still, I was semi-flirty and knew how to playfully bust her balls. I didn't realize I was doing it, but the flirtatious nature of what I was doing started to change how I, and I suppose her, felt for the other. She was always looking to take care of me, even when I was sick, and always referred to me as a friend. One time she told me I was "such a nice guy for a Northern boy" and I said "don't call me a nice guy, I hate it". She asked why, and I told her "I had a bad experience with being called that' (aka friendzone ), and she said "but I like nice guys." I didn't realize it, but she was probably hinting at something. I started to get feelings for her, and I knew I had to do something. After a long party where she tried dancing with me, sat on my lap, playfully hit my arm a million times, followed me to when I temporarily went to a different party, asked me for her and I, alone, to get food after the party and dropping everyone off, and her trying to make me jealous (I'll spare details, if you want to ask I'll share), she had some alcohol left in her, so I brought her to my place. I knew I had to act, so I tucked her in, and kissed her on the cheek. The next morning, she folded my blankets, and left me a voicemail saying "hey sweetheart thanks for..." etc. Later that night, she texted me, and after a bunch of pretty funny texts, she and I decided to chill at her place and she said to bring a movie. We got a cigar, a bit of food, and after doing our thing, watched a horror movie together. We cuddled at times, I kissed her on the cheek once, it felt nice. After the movie, we laid and talked for a little, and then we sat up and made some food late at night. Again, skipping details, I told her that I wanted to take her out, and, she surprisingly said "..yeah I wouldn't mind that.. I was shocked, she always referred to me as a friend. And I asked her, and she said "I never closed out the possibility of dating you." Clearly, me being myself was right, and I didn't have to try for this one. Then, she admitted that after I kissed her the previous night, she texted her gay friend asking him what it was about. He said it right, that I was into her but didn't want to make it awkward. I said, "Well, if we were to date, the only thing different, since we are friends, would be the physical...like I would have to kiss you haha," and she laughed and I said, "You know what, lets try it out," so I laid a kiss on her. Pulled back, both smiled, and I went in for one more, she pulled back. But, she said it isn't because of me, it's because she just ate peanut butter. She went upstairs to get me a blow up mattress for me to sleep on, and after I laid down, she tucked me in as well. In a cute voice, she said "good night!" and kissed me on the cheek. I looked at her, took her hand, and she laid on me, and we made out for a solid 10 to 15 minutes intensely. Dry humping, some touching, etc. I don't think she wanted to rush anything because anything more intense she wasn't completely down for yet, but she was moaning and was really really into it. After, she was out of breath, and said "okay, wow, I was not expecting this...I knew something would happen, but, wow". I smiled, said good night. Next morning she woke me up. Another Rachel texted me asking me to Church (and she knew I don't like this girl) at 8 AM, and I told her that in an annoyed voice. She said, "Wow, you like Rachel's...[you have] that religious one, the accent one a few weeks ago, and your favorite one, me!" I laughed, and told her she looked real pretty in her red dress. After a few minutes of me being a lazy morning person under the covers in her cold house as she sat over me and was smiling, I got up, and she drove me back to my place. I did not brush my teeth in the morning since we were in a rush, and I wanted to kiss her when we got out of the car, but I played it safe and gave her a hug. That night, she wrote on my Facebook wall about a song we were blasting the previous night in the car. I responded, and she replied under it laughing. The next day, she texted me. I decided to call her up, left a message, and she called me back pretty quickly. We chatted, had a pretty good convo, and I finally asked her out. She said she had lab till 8:30, and I said "well how about 9:30?" and she said "that works! I'll call you when I'm out". And, I was pretty happy, so we both had a cute-awkward rushed goodbye Tomorrow is the date. I'm very happy because I legitimately like this girl, have fun with her, and, more importantly, I am myself around her and she likes it. She has great morals, a great personality, and is pretty. Surprisingly, she's an inch taller than me (and I'm a shorter guy), but it's no big deal. Just felt like sharing Cliffs: First time I ever am going to start dating a friend who I actually dig. Everytime we've hung out the flirtyness escalated, and recently I was at her place where I flat out told her I wanted to ask her out, she said she'd be down, we kissed, and then some time later we intensely made out. Gave her a call, no issue setting up the date. And, I like her personality more than anything. Cliffs for bros: Got with a friend who I like. We're doing a date after she said she'd do one. Great girl.