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Our Story part 2 failed set-ups and long rides home

If you are just joining me, I am sharing my love story.  Before you read ahead, you can find part one here.

 

 

I spent my days roaming the halls of high school making sure my “cool” clothes matched the other kids, checking out the cute guys, and working my butt off to get good grades.  Evenings I spent with pom-poms and cheer uniforms, spray painting banners for game days and rehearsing for pep rallies.  But then by weekend, I put aside my Abercrombie shirts and slipped into the most uncool outfit you can imagine.  Knee length khaki shorts, starched collared buton down white shirt and a green vest with pockets.  It was a work uniform that we all had to wear and looked equally ridiculous in.  But it earned me the money to buy whatever item I deemed necessary to be cool, so I did it.  A lot of high schoolers worked there, several from my school.  I don’t even remember the first time I met him really, but one day I had this guy named Travis come up to tell me that another guy there really liked me and wanted to ask me out.  Travis was dating another employee at the time so I really didn’t even give him a thought.  But on Friday night as I cheered on my football team, I saw him and the guy he tried to set me up with leaned against the fence watching me.  A few weeks later, his girlfriend was no longer and once again I found him trying to set me up with ANOTHER guy.  I agreed to go bowling with this guy only if Travis tagged along.

So the day came, we bowled all three of us.  And we laughed and had a great time.  And at the end of the night, I had to let the other guy down.  I just didn’t feel for him that way.  As I hopped into Travis’ Camaro and stared out the window as he drove me home, it felt like a year went by. I felt so incredibly guilty that I hurt that other guys feelings but even more so that I couldn’t stop thinking about the guy that was driving me home.  When I got to my house, I finally looked at him and I don’t even remember what we said as we stood in the moonlight outside my house.  But I do rememeber the feeling that rushed through me.  I knew he was the one.

Cheer

 

continue to Part Three.

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