(2) why I feel this way

I was not going to just let what happened affect my love for this 11th grade goddess, the one I so strongly admired from the little I knew. It wasn't fare for me to say she had been hurt before but I thought it anyways.

I realized it was wrong and didn't think anything of it from them on, I did however wonder why she was so hostile. It was a Friday when I asked her so I had the weekend to think about the situation. My dad was hosting a work dinner Saturday night with one of his good co-workers.

I was under the impression it was a quick dinner little did I know this dinner would turn out one of the most amazing moments of my life.

I got ready in my black suit pants and a grey shirt covered by my suit jacket. This made me feel as though I looked good. I had muscular arms and abs so my shirt almost didn't fit, I wore it anyways.

It was finally time and I walked downstairs the table was covered in amazing looking food with tightly folded napkins there would be six people. I sat down and waited the arrival of those who I'd never met.