Michelle

Brandon and I originally met when he came through my line at the store. See, I work as a cashier at the local grocery store. He was in his army uniform will his little brother Josh. I commented on Josh's mohawk and then Brandon showed me his. They bought their items, and I remember thinking that Brandon was so cute but so outta my league. They came back through my line a second time that day. But then I didn't see them for like a month afterwards. He might have come through my line once more, but i can't remember. Well, I actually hung out with him the night after my birthday. My best friend, Shanna, took me to the local carnival, I was tired and then I went on a ride and I was sick and not well, well not sick, but not happy. Anyways, at some point Shanna and I went to the adult side where a live band was playing, but we didn't go inside the circle thingy-fake-wall because we were not 21. Well Brandon and Paris came over (Paris is his gay best friend who had came through my line just a week or two before hand, and I remembered him, but he didn't remember me), I went over and said hi, Paris didn't remember me but Brandon did, he knew my name :) And that was the start of it. They hung out with us, we all danced like morons, well, I didn't really, I watched them. My younger sister and her best friend come over and they watched us and hung out with us and kinda danced with us. And boy oh boy can Brandon move his hips. He knows how to dance. It was seriously amazing. It had my attention right away. After a while we got bored, well they quit singing so we went on to walk around, but when we first did, he looked at me and said, "Tell me about yourself" and I stammered, completely embarassed, unsure of what to say. I can't remember what I said, but later that night, I lost my keys, they were in my purse (he said they were, but I did not believe him, he was right