Derek and I have two different stories of how we met. He denies my version exists. Which, is TOTALLY wrong. I always tell Derek that I have valid proof of meeting him in my story, but he still denies it. Freak.
Anyways, we met at a bonfire. A cold, March night. March 20, 2009 to be exact. I had recently gone through a really hard break-up, some friends invited me to a bonfire with a BUNCH of people I didn't really know. So, naturally, I was trying to meet people. That's when I saw Derek. Stripped hooded sweatshirt, nerdy glasses, and Vans. My type of guy. So, I approached him slowly. I didn't want to be a TOTAL creep. We ended up in arms distance of each other. Okay, this was my chance. So, I tried to think of something that would start a conversation..."Hey.. I like your shoes." He muttered a "..thanks" and walked away. LAME. So, I moved on, and I spent most of the night chatting with a fellow, and ended up going on a couple dates with him. Even though I was hanging with this other guy, I still remembered Derek....and he just happened to live with the other guy. BONUS!
Anyways, the next weekend a friend & I went to the movies with these boys. In the car, since we were BANNED from having our DQ inside the theater, I told Stephanie "I really want to date Derek...." So, I made my move. I sat by him during the movie, and that's where HE thinks we met. Oh so wrong Mr. Smith. Oh. So. Wrong.
Three facts are necessary to provide the correct story of how we met: 