As you have read in older blogs, I was madly in love with Garret, but did not want to ruin our friendship, so I didn't tell him how I felt. It didn't last long before it came pouring out though...and here is how the start of my amazing relationship happened....
Garret and I didn't share any classes my junior & his senior year, so we had a note book and between classes we would pass it back & forth & write to each other in it. We were closer than ever as friends and I was incredibly head over heels for this boy and he didn't have a clue. What made it worse, was that he invited me to hang out as friends and go see a movie & have dinner & just chill. We set decided that this would happen on Wednesday, April 23rd, 2009. I couldn't contain it anymore, and I spilled my guts in the journal during the last hour of the day. I told him how I had loved him pretty much since I laid eyes on him, how as time went on my love grew, and I just couldn't handle not telling him the truth anymore. The bell rang and I met up with Garret and shakily handed him the notebook. It was Friday, April 17th, 2009 that I handed off the notebook to Garret, scared out of my mind. I felt nauseous, weak, scared, and about 2 seconds after he was gone from my site, I was panicking. I figured that our friendship was over because I made it weird. That entire weekend I played over scenarios in my head of what was going to happen Monday morning, and that just made things worse.
Monday came and as I got off the bus and walked to the commons {cafeteria} to eat breakfast & chill with Sarah & Garret as I always do, but I am sure it was obvious I was a nervous wreck. Garret didn't really say anything about what I had wrote in our journal, which amazingly made things worse. He walked me to Spanish class, and before he walked away, he handed me the journal, and then...he did it...he asked me out. He asked me if I would be his girlfriend. I was ecstatic, overwhelmed with joy, and in shock, that for about 20 seconds I just stood there dumbfounded before I answered him with a big hug filled yes. The rest of that day & the next were a blur of happy emotions and finally Wednesday came...which I think we could honestly call it a date by then, but I'll you all about that later.
