Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Father knows best Post #19

Father knows best Post #19

April 2004

My life was starting to settle down again. Trouble and I had become a lot closer then we were before I stopped contacting her and got myself into a shit load of drama. Life was simple again. My day consisted of waking up go to work, trick for a bit with friends, talk to Trouble for an hour or so and then play computer games until I fell asleep. Weekends were filled with all day playing games and talking to trouble.

I would speak with Throwback through chat every so often. Nothing serious, just random talk about what’s going on in each other’s lives. I missed her a lot. There was something about her that made me long for her. Nothing I could do about it though. She made things pretty clear in Paris.

Trouble was coming to visit me in April. I was so excited to see her. All I had of her was one picture that I’ve been staring at for months. I haven’t seen her since July of last year.

I waited for her at the airport. So many things are going through my mind. What if she didn’t look like the picture I have been looking at for almost a year. What if she isn’t into me when she sees me? What if I’m not into her?

I saw a girl that resembled her but she was a lot bigger and less attractive then the picture that I had. I was so disappointed. I wanted to hide. Hoping I could blend in with the crowd so she wouldn’t recognize me. I made eye contact with her and she walked right past me. It wasn’t her. I dodged a bullet, what a relief.

Then this gorgeous girl came walking with the crowd in a white dress with flowers on it. She had the most beautiful eyes and long flowing dark red hair. I prayed to the gods that it was her. But I don’t remember her being that HOT. I made eye contact with her and she smiled. Was it her? Couldn’t be.

As I stared at her, she kept walking towards me. As she came closer my heart started beating faster and faster. Is this really happening? She was walking right towards me. I didn’t dare look behind me, it would have been heart breaking to see someone behind me that she was really smiling and walking to. I was going to keep this a fantasy for as long as I can.

She walked right up to me and gave me a hug and kiss. Wow, it was really her. She had the most amazing figure too. I was instantly in love. All the time we spent on the phone with her and now being able to see her, it all came together pretty well.

We spent a great week together. She was everything that I have been looking for since Atlanta.

We were having dinner with my parents one night. My dad asked her where she was thinking about going to college next year. She said she didn’t know yet.

“You should go to school here and live with us.” He offers.

WTF! I was in total shock. I didn’t want to move another girl into my parent’s house again. I wanted to take things slow. I looked over at her and she had that gleam in her eye. I just smiled and brushed it off. I wanted to think more about it later. I can’t believe my parents put it out there like that. It also put me on the spot. I really liked her, starting to fall in loved her but I wasn’t sure if I was ready for this again. My parents put me on the spot.

Later that night I gave it some more thought. I’ve never taken my parents advice on anything in my life. I’m sure the have a lot of life experience and have been through a lot in their lives. They are wise and are probably a good judge of character right? I should take their advice for once. Why not? I’ll try anything once.

So I asked Trouble if she wanted to live with me and go to school here in the fall. She was so happy with the thought of being here with me. So we planned out when she would move in. She needed to talk to her mom and see what she would say.

She called her mom and asked her for her opinion. She gave her the ok. This was really going to happen. She needed to finish school and save up some money for the move. We decided that August would be the best time for her to move.

I was excited with the idea of having her with me here in San Jose. She was everything I had been searching for. She was Perfect…

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