The Story of Us

Emily and I met last January because we happened to be in the same class. We acknowledged each other, but that was as far as conversation ever went. We sat by each other, never imagining we would be married in less than a year.

I had dated a lot during my previous year of school, mostly just for the fun of it. I was the cocky guy who asked a girl out every week, and I had lots of really, really fun dates. However, over the course of the year, I must have realized that I was asking out a lot of girls that I didn't care that much about. That is when I proceeded to develop a system of not asking girls out, and that way I was able to have fun AND save money . It was pretty awesome.

I hadn't really asked a girl out for a couple months when I met Emily. I just remembered her as a cute girl in one of my classes, and left it at that for a while. There were several other girls I was thinking about, plus, I wasn't really into asking girls out anymore. It was all about hanging out at that point.

It was a pretty gradual thing, I began losing interest in the other girls, and Emily and I began talking a little bit more. I noticed that not only was she very attractive and quite stylish, but she had brains too. She literally got 100% on ever test in that class. That's when I asked "ummm do you want to study with me? (cheesy grin)"

We would study once a week, and I started getting 100% on my tests as well! That went on for several weeks, and I finally decided to ask her on a little datey date. I had started thinking it was cool if I only plan the first half of the date, and then we'd spontaneously figure out what to do after that. My reasoning is that it helped me get to know the girl better. So the part I planned was taking her to learn some latin dancing. After we were done I thought "oh, crap why didn't I plan anything?", but then we had the idea to go check the artwork around the Taylor building on campus. It was really fun, and it impressed me that she had fun with that. Typically girls her age are only interested in the latest pop song and substance deficient TV shows.

We started going on a date every week or so, and we continued to study together once a week. We didn't start hanging out every single day, to get married in a few months. Nope, we would do something twice a week, and then hang out with our roommates and other friends the other days of the week. That went on for 3 or 4 months. We still weren't even close to thinking about marriage.

During the next semester, we started hanging out a bit more. After a couple months of spending time with each other much more frequently, we eventually admitted that we could see us getting married sometime in the far, far future. A couple weeks later, we set a time frame for the next July, a little more than a year from then. See, neither one of us had been looking to get married. See, I kind of enjoyed being single, and I had always wanted to wait until I was at least 26 to get married, and I know Emily had similar feelings, especially considering her age. Well obviously our plan didn't work the way we thought it would.

To be continued....