First message
I met you at a basket ball game, when I tripped unable to stop the fall, and spilling your cherry pop all over your dress. I remember because my jersey smelled like cherry coke the rest of the day. After that game I could stop thinking about you, and that giggle, when most other girls bitch when I dumped soda on you.
I went to find you after the game, but you were already gone. It wasn’t until I I walked until I went to the pool, to stretch my knee. When I saw you on the high board.
I watched as you gracefully dived into the water, taking my breath away. I learn your name, and your down.!I leave a gift basked full of cherry flavored coke, and a note asking to meat in front of the west campus library
Here I was sitting in the fountain edge, waiting to see if you show up, or ignore the request