It was Harlequin, He was 12 and I was 14. We were supposed to meet at the water tower near Hopkins High. It was awful because no one believed me that I had a boyfriend that I was going to marry someday. (I was such a tomboy that other boys saw me more as a boy than a girl.) So, for a long time I actually believed that really sweet boy I met at Ridgedale, and madly fell in love with over ice cream cones at Baskin Robbins, was a figment of my imagination.
To complicate matters, I married his evil doppleganger (who also went by the nickname of Jake,) because I thought my now-ex was actually my long lost boyfriend. I didn't see Harlequin again until I bumped into him at GZ 15+ years later. When I saw his childhood pictures I realized, that he was the boy who stood me up.
We are in good terms now, but I still give him shit about the whole ordeal. :)