Sunday, August 7, 2011

Lagoon

One day Rachel called me up on the phone and invited me to go to Lagoon with her and a group of friends. This was our second date.

My friends invited me to come even though we already had a date planned for that day. Logan was going to take me rock climbing for my first time in Rock Canyon. This was to become our third date.

I honestly don’t remember a lot about that date. I do remember that we soon split off from the main group because they weren’t adventurous enough for us. We had made it a goal to go on every ride in the park (my idea) and to scream on all of the scary ones (her contribution). The rest of the day is sort of fragmented. Here’s what I can remember:

· She told me she liked my outfit. That threw me off a little bit because “outfits” were for toddlers.

· Her friends were super weird. I remember one guy justifying why it was okay to check out women’s butts while we were eating lunch. Even weirder, he was making this justification to his date. (He qualified his actions by saying that he was single and I was single and it was perfectly fine).

· We danced in the fountain/splash park and got all wet. It was a silly thing, but I guess we liked each other and that made us do silly things. I think we both had fun.

· On one of the rides they put us both in the same cart with her sort of cuddled in front of me. I took advantage of the situation and gently kissed the top of her head. I guess this could arguably be called our first kiss, but I don’t think it counts since she didn’t even realize it was happening.

Here are the main points that I remember:

· There was music playing near the water fountain and Logan asked me to dance. Yes a little cheesy, but very sweet. It was later that we discovered my ruined sopping wet phone in my pocket.

We were on the lookout for our friends when I decided to make a move and hold Logan’s hand. This seemed natural and he seemed to like it. Not even fifteen seconds later he dropped my hand and jogged over to a concrete wall and jumped on it. I felt like an idiot. I must have read the signs completely wrong.

Okay- I was an idiot. But really, after the sweet dance and kiss on the head and a wonderful day of fun, do we really have to dwell on this? I didn’t drop her hand on purpose or because I didn’t like her. In fact, I wasn’t thinking at all (obviously). I was just climbing a fence.

And that was Lagoon.

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