So being that it's a long story, it's going to be done in several parts.
This is part 1.
In May of 2002 I graduated high school.
I had just broken up with my boyfriend of a year because I was about to start college in the fall and wanted to be single, ya know, for the "college life".
Basically I wanted to keep my options open.
The guy I was dating at the time was an amazing man and I only have good memories of him, but he didn't give me that "butterfly feeling" when I saw him.
He was good looking, smart, a year older, and my parents loved him.
To this day, I still don't know what Mr. Spillar is up to. I suppose I never will. I wish him all the best and hope he's found happiness in life.
Fast forward to the first day of my freshman year of college.
I went to my History class and sat in the front row, like a good little student.
Two guys walked in and sat in the very last row behind me.
One was sitting in front of the other.
Both were very handsome guys and I immediately thought "YES!" upon seeing them enter my class.
One had brown hair and was a bit shorter.
And the other one had white blonde hair and the bluest eyes I'd ever seen.
I remember thinking how different he looked from any other guy I'd ever seen before.
There was something about his eyes.
I kept looking back at them both, each of them thinking I was flirting with them in particular.
I just laughed and continued to flirt.
Time went on and we introduced ourselves, etc. I moved to the back of the class and began flirting with the brunette more and more. He seemed more interested.
Nothing really ever came of it though.
A few weeks into that first semester I met a guy who was on the baseball team.
I am a sucker for a baseball player. And this guy was tall, dark, and Italian.
But again, I didn't feel a connection with him.
We dated for a few months, and I continued to flirt with the guys in my History class.
Then one day, the blonde came in to class with a boot on his leg. He'd obviously hurt himself somehow.
He asked me at the end of class if I'd drive him to his Tahoe which was parked on the other side of school.
I said yes...
And thus began a wild, exhausting, yet beautiful ride...
This part of the story inspired by Justin Timberlake's new song, Mirrors. Go check it out ASAP.