Mine used to be in my class in Secondary school, I thought I was being sent to hell as punishment for being the innocent victim of myself and the *******s around me. She wasn't the sole reason for making me change ( Add family alcoholism, *******s and poor grades to the equation ) but after it happened, I was presented with 2 choices, either do nothing and probably end up committing suicide or change.
Thankfully, I choose the later well, lets just say if I to meet the old me now, I'd give him such a punch!
As for the girl, she lives elsewhere far away from me now, studying some sports based course in college. The last time I saw / spoke to her was like last Novemeber and then, I couldn't help but notice, she was a little bit more chubby than when I last saw her!
She wasn't even that good looking, the trouble was she was too nice to me for her own good but in 2nd year, poor me thought she liked me and I started liking her, I got obsessed and things got blown out of proportion! However, I still think of her every now and again, somehow, I when I do, I think that we might end up together some day down the line, though with the knowledge I'm gaining here, I doubt it!