By this time, you may have caught on that the boy is Matthew, and the girl is me...shocking I know...but it was getting difficult to tell the story from a 3rd person perspective....
I ended up texting him back a "Yea that'd be cool." in which he answered with "Really?" which I thought was both flattering and cute. I really wanted to answer back something like "Nope, I was just kidding" or "It is a free meal..." or anything sarcastic.... he was probably getting nervous because I took a long time to answer because I would type up a sarcastic paragraph and then delete it because he doesn't know my humor yet. I was busy that weekend but we made plans to go out the next Friday night after I got done babysitting. We saw each other at football practice and games that week and made small talk while fighting back huge grins and playing "hard to get". One of Matt's roommates, Tommy, played with the football team that week for the first time and asked Matt "Hey, who's the new girl, she's hot" and Matt replied, "Kasey, I'm going on a date with her this weekend". (Tom, if you read this, you were the first to know!) During the game, I got hit pretty hard in the eye and it swelled up a little....great, first date with this guy this weekend....and I have a black eye. After the game, Matt checked on me and told me a story about how he got a black-eye during baseball one time from a bunt that back-fired. Jokingly, I replied, "That's not a very good story... you didn't even score." Little did he know that was the first glance at the humor and trash talk that was to come...
That Friday went by incredibly slow. My stomach was in knots as the night got closer and I tried on a hundred things. Matt was getting ready at his apartment too. They were planning to go out of town for a friend, Greg's birthday, but Matt didn't want to cancel on me so he asked them to wait to leave after dinner. Matt was just now telling Graham, his roommate about the date when he was cleaning up his room and his football jersey from high school fell off a hanger. Graham walked in and saw him picking up the jersey and said "Is that what you're thinking about wearing?.....I like it!" Then they joked about putting on some Eminem and putting a towel over his head to get krunk for the date like it was gameday.
After getting minorly lost trying to find my apartment complex, I waited for him downstairs because it was hard to explain where my place was. When I saw his white truck pulling up, (I would later come to know her by Jenny) my heart stopped. I flagged him down and jumped in. He was wearing a white button-up with blue stripes, and smelled really good, and gave me the same smile that stole my heart on the first day we met. "You look nice," He said. I replied, "So do you."
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