At some point I'll have our entire "how we met" story all written out, but because I am very wordy, that will take a while. I haven't written anything about our story in two year, so it's time for part II of a story that will probably have like, 50 parts. If you want to catch up on Part 1, it's right here.
Hey, is this the Juliette who recently surpassed her previous record of being awake for 22 hours straight?
He didn't even have to type his name; I knew exactly who he was. I don't remember what our net texts were about (because I threw away the book that had everything written down), but I remember we texted all day and all night. A few days later I moved back to my Southern California college dorm room and he moved back to California's Central Valley, and our text messages turned into late night phone calls.
This was back in the days where you really had to pay attention to how many minutes you talked on the phone, so we had to wait until after 9pm to start our phone calls. But once those calls started, pretty much nothing was going to stop them. Classes hadn't started for either of us but we both had to be back at school to continue our jobs (his on campus, mine at Disneyland and Panera Bread). We talked on the phone for hours every night, about everything. School, childhoods, past relationships, life goals... everything. For hours. I think our longest conversation clocked in at about 10 hours. TEN HOURS. I remember smiling the entire time. I remember smiling for 10 hours straight really makes your cheeks hurt.
After a week or so of talking Keith brought up the idea of him coming down to visit me, and that was the infamous day that I actually peed my pants. No, just kidding. We decided he would come down on January 13th and we would go to dinner, then he would stay at a hotel and the next day we would go to Knott's Berry Farm. Did you know it's actually possible for time to move more slowly when you're excited for something? It has something to do with science and math and the curvature of the earth and also grey matter, probably.
The day he was supposed to arrive I spent the whole morning looking out different windows and talking to all the girls on my floor about my outfit and if I should shake his hand or hug him. We had only actually seen each other once - other than that it had been texts and phone calls. What if it was weird?? (Let's be real: I always make things weird.) When he finally drove up and I saw him get out of his car I actually screamed and experience incontinence for the second time in my life. I went to greet him and it was one of the most awkward experiences of my life. We hugged, I showed him my dorm, and all of my friends who he knew had just been staring at him walking up to the building, and then we walked around campus.
It was a fun robotic tour.
"This is the fountain."
"That building that looks like a mental hospital was where I lived my freshman year. But no no no, it wasn't a mental hospital then." "This is the library." "This is the post office."
"My brother works at the post office do you want to go say hi? Ok probably not. Maybe that's too much for today."
"Oh crap that's my brother driving up in the mail truck! Hide!" "What? No I'm not embarrassed of you. Don't know why you'd think that."
"This is a brick pathway that's really pretty in the fall but right now it's winter and uh it doesn't look that great so let's go see the bell tower."
Finally we decided to drive a few towns over to walk around (more) and then have dinner. We walked around Fullerton, which is an adorable little place, and talked more about our lives and I tried really hard not to accidentally bump his hand with mine. I was very aware that my armpits were sweating and I was hoping it wasn't noticeable. Even though it was January and there was a crisp chill in the air, I was nervously sweating. I am always nervously sweating.
Finally, on a pathway next to a white picket fence and beneath a large oak tree, our hands brushed and Keith grabbed mine and my stomach dropped out of my butt. We eventually ended up at an Italian Restaurant called Roman Cucina which thankfully offered dishes that weren't super messy to eat, so I was still able to sort of look like a lady.
After dinner we went back to Keith's hotel to watch a movie, and we turned on Zoolander since I'd never seen the movie. Let me just say, that is a HILARIOUS first date movie!! It was getting late and we were cuddling and I really thought I was being subtle by inching my face closer and closer to Keith's... you know, just trying to make it really obvious I was open to a kiss! I got so comfortable that I ended up falling asleep. Keith tells me I didn't drool or snore but there's a possibility he's just being a gentleman. We ended up sharing our first kiss that night (after I'd woken up) and then talking until about 5am. Since we had plans to go to Knott's Berry Farm in a few hours and we both needed to sleep Keith drove me back to my dorm where we kissed some more by the elevators before saying goodnight.
You guys, THEN.
We were hugging and saying goodnight and I just HAD to ask, "So, um, what am I supposed to say to people when they ask what we are?" Keith paused and I was sure I'd just ruined everything. I was mortified. I tried to save it by telling him I was just sleep deprived and omg forget I said anything and omg I need to go craw into a hole and die right about now.
Five minutes later Keith held me close, cupped my face in his hand and said, "You kind of stole my thunder earlier, you know that? But that's ok. I'd like to tell people we're dating. So Juliette, will you be my girlfriend?"
And then angels sang and my stomach dropped out of my butt again and my whole body started tingling. "YES!" I shouted, and then realized it was 6am and there were people leaving for work and everybody could see us. "Yes," I whispered again, closed my eyes, and we kissed.
I went to bed with the biggest smile on my face because finally, finally, I had a boyfriend.
And it was Keith.
Photo from our date at Knott's Berry Farm on January 14th, 2009,
Part three will be live in like, 3 years or so. It really and truly depends on the feedback of this post.