My Love Story, Part 1

Have I ever posted about how Brian and I met?

We met at a mutual friend's house. It was the first time I watched any of the National Lampoon movies. I wasn't very impressed with either Brian or the movie. (: But the feeling was mutual (towards me, not the movie), as I was quiet and didn't act like I had a very good time.

The second time we met was when I went with a group of new friends and the same mutual friend to the beach for a day. I brought my sister along and she had a great time schmoozing and making new friends. I was a little intimidated meeting so many people who seemed to have a strong group already and I felt a little bit left on the outside. I was meeting my new roommates for the next year for the first time that day and I began to wonder what it would be like to live in a place where I was the only new person.

That night at dinner there were so many people. We managed to fit several tables together and to try to help with the confusion of getting everyone seated next to their friend-group, I quickly sat down, scooting to the middle of a long booth. Brian scooted in from the opposite side, ending up next to me. I was kind of surprised and hoped Brian would be a nice guy to talk to. Sarah, my sister, sat at the other end of the table and seemed to enjoy herself.

Brian and I began chatting with our mutual friend and the other friends around us. I began to think he might be a nice guy after all. I guess I was still a little quiet because Brian decided to draw me out with a little teasing. And tease he did, until I was laughing and the whole table knew a little more about me than I would have shared otherwise.

I was planning to live with Brian's sister that fall. I had finished up with the community college I was attending and was transferring to a university that I had wanted to attend since I was very young.

Do you want to know the rest? (: