Nish_2011

Our story starts back about four or five years ago. It takes place in a little town, in a middle school classroom, where two unlikely people, found friendship and love amongst the confusing and somewhat frustrating numbers of a 7t grade subject called Pre-algebra. He was in honors, I was in an ordinary class. He decided that his honors pre-algebra teacher sucked, and wasn't teaching him anything, so he got out. His schedule got switched into my Pre-Algebra class. He showed the teacher his schedule, to confirm he was in the class he was meant to be in. He took his seat, a few behind me, and the teacher went on with her daily lessons of equations and such. A few days went by, and he couldn't understand a thing she was saying. Desprate for help, he whispers out "Elizabeth!" and continued to whisper it in my direction. My name however, is not Elizabeth, so didn't think to acknowledge that it was me he was calling out to. He moved up close and tapped me on the shoulder and asked for help. I did all I could to help him, and I did eventually, but it went through many confusing twists and turns, because he wasn't the easiest to explain things to and I wasn't the best at explaining. Through this experience, and one class together, we became good friends. I found out his name to be Travis. And he found that mine was not Elizabeth, but Jessica. He had a girlfriend, who he was on again, off again with, and I had boyfriends who came and went. Our friendship didn't die as the summer past, but only grew, and we slowly became best friends, as we entered 8th grade year. We were both glad to see that we not only had one class togheter, but we had two! And one of them was Algebra. Through those moments, plus phone calls, my love for him began to grow into more than a friend. And I didn't have the guts to tell him. Usually I could tell a guy I liked them, but not him. For some reason it was different. My friend, finally having enough of my cowardness, went and told her boyfriend, who was at the time, friends with Travis. So he told Travis. Travis tortured me all day, not telling me if he was told that i liked him, or if the guy had chickened out. Lunch went by, Algebra went by, Finally after making me wait all day, he passes me a note in our last hour, science. It said "for the record, I like you to" and I, who wanted to leap out of my seat and scream and show how happy i was replied with "cool. want to go out" and that was it. He said yes, and from there, our like grew into a love that is now, four years later, still going strong, and will continue into ouf marriage. Oct. 18 2008 he asked me to marryhim. Of course I said yes. Our story is a high school sweetheart story, and it is unique in our eyes.