The Day I Fell In Love “Part 1”

I fell for a kid with a dream, a smile that never quits, and a pure heart. He stood about 6 feet tall, 170 pounds, always kept a clean fade, he had a different pair of sneakers on every day. Did I mention that he smelled like a dream and his attire was carefully picked out?

Gifs Linda Lima: Alvin e os Esquilos

I was at a football game and half time was just about over so I was saying my final see ya laters to all my friends before I headed back out with the other cheerleaders. As I turned around to get to the field, this freakin beauty walked right in front of me, and I can’t lie I lost my breath for a second and all I could say was “who is that”? My friend Dee said oh, that’s Elijah. I looked in shock like how the heck do you know him, and how did I not see him until now? How long has my head been in the clouds?

Now let me be clear I cringe when I’m stared at for too long or if someone approaches me. It’s the most uncomfortable feeling and somewhat annoying. With that in mind, I could have never imagined that I would even think about approaching someone and getting into their space.

My hands were shaking and sweat just started pouring from my scalp and I did not want it to go any further but I couldn’t let this moment pass me by. I had to say Hi or something. So I walked up to him, and he looked down at me with a slight smile and slightly confused look. I blurted out

HIMYNAMEISKELLI

Yes, it sounded as crazy at it looks! He said, what was that? HIMYNAMEISKELLI

Totally out of my comfort zone and looking and feeling like an idiot so I started to walk away and he touched my arm and said “Hi I’m Elijah” and his smile lit a fire in my soul.

To Be Continued……For Tomorrow

You could have chosen to read any blog, but you chose mine, and I’m honored.

~Belladonna~

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