::The Day I Met Neil::
So, here I was, moving again! I hated moving, but most of all, I hated the idea of starting over.
My first day of school, I wouldn’t talk to anyone. I am typically shy in new places, but this time I was shy and didn’t care. You know, the teenage bullshit you talk yourself into believing. ‘Woe is me’ type thing.
Anyway, our house wasn’t ready to be moved into so we were staying at a hotel for a week or two. (A pool in September in Michigan whenever I wanted?? Sweet!!) So, I had to walk with my little sister to the library after school.
I remember the moment I walked in, he was right there playing with those wooden toy train sets you find everywhere. He looked up at me and immediately, I fell for him…had to have been those blue eyes. After sitting there listening to music and writing for nearly an hour, he got the courage to talk to me…he was the first person I talked to in this town…he later became the first person I dated for more than a year, the first person to hear several of my bad, past secrets, and the first person I went to bed with.
Leave it up to me to fall in love with the freshman boy who plays with toy trains. =)
I love you Neil.
