I have. Somehow. I'm not really a popular guy, and this gal is absolutely beautiful.
Also, did I mention, we're usually like, states apart. She's in Texas (Where I am now, staying with my grandpa), and I'm in Illinois. Through the amazing powers of the internet, she ended up liking little ol' me.
Now, here's the story. It might be long.
Six years ago, we met. *sigh* Good times. Well, the day I met her (online, actually), I stayed up all night pacing around my room, hoping to see her the next day. I was 11 at the time. Sounds lame, I know, but stick with me now.
The week after that, I told her I liked her. She admitted she felt the same but was too nervous to say it. A year passed, with us happily in a long-distance relationship at the ages of 11 and 12.
This is where things get kind of sad. We lost contact. My parents got all uppity that I was talking to a girl online. Who happened to be living in Colorado. While I lived in Missouri. Sure, it's maybe justifiable, but still...
So, instead of bailing on me like any regular 13 year old girl, she waits faithfully for five years, doesn't go with anyone else. Now, the next part, I'd like you all who are reading to keep in mind that I didn't know she hadn't moved on.
A couple years ago, before my girlfriend (the amazing one who I'm with, who I lost contact with for like 5 years) and I regained contact, I went out with a girl who hurt me very badly. Different girl. She cheated on me with two guys. At once. And might have gotten preggers. Fun fun.
The summer after my (now ex-) revealed she cheated on me, this girl, Kristen, the one who waited years for me, calls me. And yes, I got weak in the knees, almost fell over. The day after Kristen called me, we were back together, and we remain so. She's really a great girl.
Hope that story made sense.
I've seen Kristen in real life twice (we're probably going to see each other more by the end of the month), been talking to her and texting her and videochatting and skyping with her. I don't know if my story counts to you all as "beating the odds" or whatever, but to me, it does.