I will never forget the first time I saw him. My sister HAD to go out that night and my parents told her she could sure yeah go ahead. BUT she had to take me too. She argued and complained and I understood but my parents werent changing their minds. So we went to "the movies" which actually turned out to be a party. OMG my first high school party!! Haha you could imagine how excited I was and how long it took me to get ready. I don't remember exactly what I wore but it was something along the lines of faded boot cut jeans, a black vneck shirt that was way too low cut for a 9th grader (it was a party!!), black boots (with a heel because i've ALWAYS wanted to be taller), and I'm almost positive it was cold outside so I had my mother's awesome black leather jacket. I used to love raiding her's and my sister's closets! The ride over there was pretty typical. Act like you dont know me dont stand next to me dont even look in my direction dont talk to any guys and dont drink anything that anyone offers you. Not really. MOM STOP READING REAL QUICK. She actually asked what kind of boones farm I wanted and made me swear I wouldnt tell my parents any bit of what I was going to see that night.
I dont remember his entrance. I dont even remember my own. I dont remember meeting him or anyone else that night. I couldnt tell you what he was wearing or if we exchanged words or glances. But I remember the first time I saw him laugh. I loved his smile and his bald head and how everyone in the room was drawn to him. I gushed about him the whole way home and big sister wasnt havin it. I even talked to her boyfriend in the following days and he wasn't havin it either. Six years would pass until I heard his name again....TBC
I heart chance encounters,
-Mandy Blake
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