Thinking of Her
by Jack Gollie
Thinking of Her
I met a girl last year. Sweet, funny, cute. Good stuff. Now I can't stop thinking about her.
I was sitting in the library on facebook, looking for people to hang out with. My friend came online, and I asked if she wanted to hang out for about 2 hours, before I got picked up. She said sure.
I walked to DQ, but found more than I was looking for. As I walked in, there was my friend, but beside her was this beautiful girl.
I almost tripped I was so surprised. She had cute little freckles on her nose, and a sweet smile. My friend said hi, and I tried to act like I didn't know the stranger. My friend just said "This is Catherine," and I said a simple "hey."
That was our first meeting. Later, I talked to her a few times when I was hanging out with other people. She was near perfect. Funny, smart, nice, and definitely knew how to have fun.
I eventually hung out with her once, but at the time I liked another girl so she didn't seem as attractive. Then we I didn't see her for a few months.
I started dating another girl, and nearly forgot about Catherine. But then I started talking to her more on facebook, and remembered how much I liked her. We hung out once, for a short hour or 2, and I think I realized that I really liked her. But I still had a girl friend and didn't want to break up with her.
But one night we walked down to wal-mart, me and Catherine, and I realized that I was in love with her. She was everything I liked about a girl, and better. She bought stuff in wal-mart, then dollarama, and made me carry it all... under the threat of her new water gun, haha. I pretended I was annoyed with her, but really, I knew it make the walk even longer. Even better.
That was 2 nights ago. And now, I'm stuck, thinking of her.