Strange as it is, we met in Spanish class. (But why is that weird?) We don't speak Spanish and we actually skipped so much together saying that if we said "¡guarde cama!" and "¿no sé vista?", we didn't need to go to class! The day I saw her, we were in our Spanish room with another student before class. I thought I would be crazy if I didn't say something... But here I was, just a nerdy sophomore who was joining a fraternity and thought I was so cool. I wish this is the part of the story that I said something really awesome or smart or funny. Unfortunately, I didn't... of coarse not, that's not what makes a good story, and anyone that knows me knows I'm really good at saying some random stuff. I proceeded to tell Haley about this dream that I had the night before about how my friend and I were spies, and we had infiltrated the international McDonald's space station... (I wish I had made this up). Why would she care? This old cheerleader was way out of my league, but I wasn't thinking about that. I was so lame, a few days later, I even told her that my buddy and I were going to lunch after class. The reality of it was I needed to use my friend Dalton's dining pass to meet up with her for lunch. Dalton was a champ and came right away after a frantic S.O.S. when she said sure. Trying to play it off as cool, my line to get her number after lunch was: "Hey, if you want, you can give me your number so next time we have a party I can let you know." 😂 This girl saw right through it... AND STILL GAVE ME HER NUMBER! (I didn't realize I was an idiot, walking away smiling at the praise I was getting for such a "smart" line) Still being the awkward idiot I am, I called the number right away to make sure she gave me a real number... Looking back, I still have no idea how she fell in love with me, but it certainly pays off to be yourself and not worry what others think!