Let us go back to my senior year of high school. The year was rapping up, the temps were rising, the weather was nicer. I had just had my first kiss with this awkward nerdy redheaded chick, and took about a four month break from her. I still held a lot of feelings for her though.
I was studying for a bunch of tests that I needed to pass, along with working almost every free hour I had at a job I could stand. I was tired, stressed, and needed something to help me mentally. Every day, I would see her walking down the hallway, in her dresses, long smooth pale legs, hair let down. Adorable. It got to the point I was fantasizing about her in class, and I decided one day, I needed to do something about it.
It was after school, I was waiting for my ride because I didn’t have a car yet. She was hanging around a group of my friends, wearing a short black dress. I went over to her, and grabbed her arm and said to follow me. My heart started to flutter I remember, a short thought crossed my mind, “am I really going to do this?”