My heart was in my stomach accompanied by butterflies. I couldn’t believe he was standing in front of me, and I couldn’t believe that he remembered me.
“I’m good. I’m just here with my friends for the game. How are you?” (What else would I be doing at a football game?)
“I’m good, we are just hanging here before we head out to see the Warren Miller movie in a little bit,” he motioned his head towards green sweatshirt and another blonde boy he was with.
I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.
“Oh, cool! I wanted to go to that.” I said secretly hoping he would ask me to go even though I didn’t know where I would be going.
“Well, I’d say you should come, but it’s sold out.”
“Sneak me in a duffle bag.” I said laughing, pretending still like I knew what he was talking about.
“You would fit I guess.”
We laughed and started talking about how logistically I would breath in the duffle bag and wouldn’t be noticed. It was as if we were coming up with the world’s greatest plan that would never happen. It meant that he wanted me to go with him though, right? I felt so special. Soon his friends were pulling on his arm telling him he had to leave.
“Let me get your number. Maybe we can get together after the movie.”
“Oh sure!” I spewed my number out to him without taking a breath, also knowing full well that there was no way my mom would let me go anywhere after the game, but that was a detail for future Tori.
“Oh look, I still have your number,” he flashed his phone in front of my face and laughed.
“Oh, good,” Suddenly my romantic comedy actions sprung to the front of my mind again. It wasn’t a great thing that he had my number. Did he remember how crazy I went on him? Why did I do that? My stomach was in knots. I had been so excited, and now, I was sure that he would never want to speak to me again.
“I’ll text you after the movie!” He said as he was already walking away.
“Sounds good!” I almost screamed at him before turning around to look at my friends again.
My smile was from ear to ear. Jake was even cuter than I remembered, he remembered me AND he was going to text me and wanted to see me. It was a great night.
I spent the rest of the evening cheering with my friends for our bad football team and laughing with my friends looking at my phone every couple minutes just in case he texted me.
It was the best football game I had been to.