She turned to the left and headed to electronics. Her step-dad worked in that department. He would know where they were. She was checking the aisles as she past and wasn't paying attention to the people around her until she heard a voice.
“Can I help you?” the voice asked.
She turned. He was cute. She would give him that. Blonde hair, blue eyes, but it was his smile that caught her attention. It was gorgeous. His face lit up.
“Um...yeah...um...” she was at a loss for words. Great! I'm an idiot, she thought. “I need a backpack.”
“Sure thing! I think they are over this way. I'm new and still learning the layout of the store.”
“No problem,” she said.
He led her across the whole store before they found the backpacks. They were close to electronics—his department. He turned five shades of red when she mentioned it.
“I'm sorry,” he said, “I'm really new. I just started yesterday.”
She smiled and thanked him.
The next time she saw him, she was wearing a matching uniform. She was hired as a cashier. He was a bit surprised to see her there. As the weeks passed, they started to get to know each other. He was a nerd like she was. They hit it off very quickly. He gave her rides home from work. He hated the fact she was walking home late at night.
In time, she developed a crush and started flirting with him. He didn't know quite what to make of it. She saw him around school as well. He was a senior. Homecoming was fast approaching and she wanted to go. She dropped hints that maybe he should ask her to the dance, but he seemed oblivious. Not that he was trying to ignore her, he wasn't used to girls flirting with him. She knew she was going to have to be the one to to ask.
He dropped her off at the apartment complex where she lived.
“Good night, Brian.”
“Good Night,” he replied.
She shut the door and he began to pull out of the parking spot. Before he could fully turn the car around, she knocked on his window.
“Yes?” he asked.
She took a deep breath. “Hey, so I was wondering if you would like to go to the homecoming dance with me.”
The look on his face was priceless. He looked like a deer in headlights.
“Um, oh....um yeah that would be great!”
And that was the start of it.
Seventeen years later, I look back on that day and shake my head. About a week after that, I asked him to be my boyfriend. Ten years ago, we married. We have had our ups and downs, but, thick and thin, we have worked through it together. As with any relationship, we had to work at ours, but he has been my constant companion. I don't think I can put into words what he means to me. He is the light to my dark. The Yang to my Yin. He is my everything.