Two people brining their love together, making one family

This cute Physical Training Leader (PTL) was running towards my friend, Jazmin, and I on the track and was passing by. At the time, I was talking and had used the word fuck in our conversation. In response the PTL turned and told me to stop cursing in a scary, deep, demanding, and entitled voice. I responded by saying "oh shit, I'm sorry" and he turned again to glare in my direction. My hopes and dreams of ever being on good terms with this man was crushed. He now viewed me as this unprofessional immature Airman in his Squadron. Also! Who is this man to think he could tell me to stop cursing. Loosen up, jeez. Are you serious? it's not that serious. He's a dick! That was James.

Just running the track as a Physical Training Leader (PTL) during one of our Squadrons physical training (PT) days, I was coming up on my friend Jazmin, and her friend, running in the same direction. As I was passing, I thought Jazmin had cursed. To be friendly, I jokingly told her to stop cursing as I ran passed. Her friend responded by saying "oh shit, sorry". I looked back to my friend Jazmin and then to her. She was beautiful! She was probably around the same age as Jazmin so I assume somewhere around 22. She wouldn't be interested in an older guy. Her response was immature so I cut my losses of getting around to know her better and kept running. This was Christa.

Jazmin had invited Christa and James to her bodybuilding competition, separately. James was sitting in the middle while Christa was standing with a group of friends on the opposite side of the auditorium near the wall. After being single for a while, Jazmin was determined to have Christa leave the competition with at least one guys phone number. As soon as the finals were starting, Christa looked over and saw that, oh so familiar, walk. She knew that confident stocky walk. She saw James and took that opportunity to talk to him and leave with his number. Christa pretended to casually stumble upon him with a "Hey! I know you", knowing full well who it was. James was confused. He knew and remembered Jazmin’s friend, but could not help feeling that she had the wrong person. The fact that we were wearing masks did not help James feel confident that she meant to talk to him, especially after their one and only encounter with each other. They began talking, which turned into walking, and then Christa leading him to visit Jazmin in the back. Afterwards, they walked back to where James was sitting and Christa left to stand where she originally was. Within a matter of minutes, James got up, strode over to where she was standing and engaged in conversation for the remainder of the competition. They talked about the small things, James was introduced to Lucas, Christa's four year-old son, and betting on which person would be wining in each division. By the end of the competition, Christa met Jazmin's goal of getting someone's number, a number to the person she would fall in love with.