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CHAPTER TWO

    We got the pictures back from the dance.  It has been two weeks since the dance, and I haven't seen him more than once or twice in class, but now gazing at the pictures, I reminisce of the dance and the amazing time I had.  In choir every girl oooh'd and awww'd over each others pictures.  As mine went around I hoped no one would see that my toe was sticking up.  I asked my friend, "Do you see something weird, or funny in the picture."  She replies, "Well, if you didn't ask me I wouldn't have, but yes, your toe is sticking up."  Then we laugh together, wondering how that happened.  I am nervous to give the pictures to him, and decide if I see him in the hall I'll give them to him, but if I don't I'd give them to him in class the next day. (If he is there)  So I waited out the day, hoping I would see him and actually be able to talk to him about something.  

    The next day, first period, I come to class and he isn't there, but I know he'll be there soon.  Five minutes into class I see him come in with a sexy black 'skater cap' on.  It looks really good and I catch myself gazing at him.  He sits in his seat in front of me and says hi.  A girl in our class, the only one that knew we went to the dance together, says, "Hey, did you have a fun time at the Fall Ball?" to him, "Was your date hot?"  And he doesn't even blush, but just says, in a confident attitude, "OH Yah!"  I know I blushed.  I don't know how much or for how long, but I am taken back.  A few minutes later he turns to me and asks, "So, when do I get the pictures?"  I say, "I have them right here."  I had planned to give them to him after class, so it doesn't create a disturbance or something, but I felt happy that he wanted them now.  So I take the pictures out and give him his package.  He immediately opens them and looks at the group picture, then the singles.  He doesn't say anything about my nervous toe, whether or not he notices it.  But what he does say surprised me, in a good way.  "Hey, your nails match my shirt," he says.  "Yep, I noticed that.  Pretty cool huh."  I say, dumbfounded.  My nails were a metallic blue, and SO was his shirt.  In the picture my hand, and nails, are on his shoulder, so you can see the similarity.  I take that as a compliment, and LOVE it that a GUY notices such a little detail.  It was such a turn on.  I smile the whole time, each second my day is getting even better.  

    My friend and another guy are saying, "You too went together?  Can I see the pictures?"  and so the passing around begins.  It's okay though, because I don't mind very much.  A girl across the room says the same thing, and asks for the pictures.  I don't have mine, since they are being looked at, and HE gets up and takes his copy over to her.  This makes me smile even bigger because I thought he, like many guys, would just keep the pictures to himself.  I love it that he doesn't feel embarrassed to see US together, and doesn't mind that anyone sees them.  He almost seems like he wants others to see them.  This day makes my whole week a wonderful dream.