I know. You're jealous. I have quite the catch.
We met during the first week of my Sophomore year in college at the University of South Florida. I went back to my tiny on-campus apartment after one of my morning classes and there he was sitting in my living room. I'm serious - I really couldn't make this up. One of my roommates walked out of her room when she heard me come in and introduced him as a friend of one of her friends. he was a cutie. I was already interested (now that I knew he wasn't robbing the place!). We sat and chatted for a little while before he and his friends had to leave. He seemed like he had been interested in me too but he almost walked away without getting my number. I wasn't about to let that happen! He grabbed his skateboard on the way out and, with all the suaveness I could muster, I said, "hey I've always wanted to learn how to ride one of those!" He enthusiastically offered to teach me and I gave him my number and told him to give me a call sometime.
A couple of days later our mutual friends decided to go to a comedy show that was being held on campus. We sat next to each other and exchanged awkward, shy conversation through the entire show. Before we parted ways that evening we scheduled a date for later in the week during which he would teach me how to skateboard. We didn't set a time as he planned to just text me when he got on campus that day. As a side note - I am the least coordinated person on earth. That's actually probably an understatement. I regularly run into stationary objects. It's a gift. This whole learning-to-skateboard thing was bound to be interesting...
Tune in next week for this story's thrilling conclusion.
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