All's fair in love and war

In all of my twenty-four years of existence, there has never been a time that, when I liked a girl, I have not been nervous about the situation. I have always wondered what causes this to happen, but I have never come up with any answer. I have heard from a physical standpoint that pressure builds up in you lower abdominal region. That pressure, when not released, is what causes the butterfly effect. After a while of the pressure not being released, it turns into gas, which is then, of course, released with no one else’s knowledge but your own hopefully.

As Hattie began walking towards me, I could tell she still had not noticed the bouquet. Hattie got closer and closer, then a smile popped on her face, and I knew she had seen the bouquet. I hopped down off the trunk of the Blue Bomber and said,

 “These are for you and I...”

Just then, some lady getting into her car next to us cut me off in mid-sentence.

“Oh my, that is so sweet of him. What a nice guy!”

Thanks lady, way to ruin my moment, I thought. I smiled at her, and she got in her car and drove away. My romantic moment had been ruined. Even though the moment was spoiled, I still told Hattie what I had planned on telling her.

 “I want you to know how truly sorry I am for all the stuff that happened last year, and I pray that you can forgive me and give us a fresh start. You will always have a special place in my heart, and I hope you can find room for me in yours.”

Hattie smiled and said thank you. She never really was one for inspirational words, but I could tell that she appreciated the gesture at least.

The restaurant was right down the street, so it did not take us long to get there. Once there, we saw May hanging out outside the restaurant (probably praying Sam would not show up). The three of us waited for Sam to show up, and we started talking about the Homecoming dance that was coming up in late September. May was telling us how she has a date already, as did two of her friends, and that when Hattie would get a date, they could all go together. Hattie replied by with the usual line from someone without a date.

 “I am probably not going to go.”

Just then, Sam showed up with a big grin on his face. I can’t knock the guy for trying, but man, loosen up a little.

All throughout dinner, it was just May, Hattie, and me talking. Sam just sat there in a trance, not saying anything at all. I kept thinking, Man what is wrong with this kid? Seriously, you need to get out more often. The girl of his dreams was right in front of him, and he did not even say one freaking word the entire time we were there.

Well, we had just finished eating when May asked me, “Are you going to go see the new Star Wars movie again?”

Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner! Do not pass go and do not collect two hundred dollars. The secret password had been launched and unfortunately for Sam, there were no abort codes. I replied with a simple, “Yes, yes I am.”