The Story Continues

The fall semester started. I was so excited! I had decided to just have fun, boys were not even on my radar. I had just moved in with some friends, I was working at the campus book store, and I had some great classes. And, best of all, my roommates and I had established Wednesdays as "Chick-Flick and Chocolate Night!" It was going to be a great semester, I just knew it!

A week or two into the semester, Michael appeared at the book store looking for a stapler. Since they were in my section of the store, I helped him find one. We talked for a while, and I eventually invited him to come watch a movie with my roommates and me (it was Wednesday). Unlike most boys we ever invited, he said he would come! Great! I was excited to have some guy friends to add to my fun semester.

We ended up becoming great friends fast. He was very interested in a girl that lived three doors down from me. She just led him on a lot, so he'd come to me for advice. Eventually I told him he just needed to move on and date someone else.

On day we went to the park with my roommates. We were just playing games and hanging out. The next thing I know, my roommates and know where to be found. They had ditched us! I was so embarrassed!!! I wasn't even sure if I liked him enough to date him, and now he was probably thinking I set the whole thing up! When I got home and saw all three girls, smiling to themselves, I let them know what I thought about their little plan. They kept telling me he was interested, but I would just rebuttal with, "No way! We are way to much alike. If I was a boy, I would be him!"

A week or two later, he asked me to hang out with him and a group of friends on Saturday. Sounded good to me! My brother and another guy I knew growing up were going to be there too. I showed up to the meeting point before Michael and was asked by my friend if I was Michael's date. Date? I had never heard the word date in context with this little outing. To say I was a little confused would be an understatement. I later found out, he asked me to come because he felt like he had to since I had invited him to so many things. Flattering!

We eventually started dating. And, of course, as soon as we were dating, the girl a few doors down decided she really wanted to date him too. Good thing she was a little slow on the uptake! It was a little weird for a while, but we were soon engaged (another great story for another time) and then married. I think marrying your best friend is really the way to go!