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I approached the little blue car. The reflection off the glass did not allow me to see
details inside. I just saw a figure moving around. The door swung open and Tracy
stepped out. Music in my head started playing as I laid eyes upon her. I didn't
know what to expect at all. I was expecting a WWF wrestler by the way she downplayed
herself. All I could think was "Holy God, Greg, what did you get yourself into."
She turned around and opened the back door so I could put the heavy suitcase in the
back seat. I wondered to myself why she hasn't hugged me. She said she was going
to do that when I got there. It would be like the first thing that was supposed to
happen. I looked up as a placed my suitcase on the seat and said "Hi." She returned
the Hi with an equally clumsy Hi. She reached out for me to hug me and all I remember
is jumping back slightly in fright. Many thoughts swirled though my head as this
happened. I was a little worried that maybe we shouldn't have planned this hug. That
maybe she didn't want to hug me but felt obliged to. I slid inside her car on the
driver's side. The passenger's side door was broken. It was a tight squeeze but I
made it. I sat there shaking nervously. I told myself before the bus reached Kalamazoo
that I wouldn't be nervous and yet here I was shaking like a little boy on his first
rollercoaster. She asked me if I was hungry. Yes, I was starved. I survived on a few
prezels and sodas on the way. I pointed to the McDonalds out the window and smiled.
Many times we discussed are mutual love for McDonalds fries. She didn't want to go
there. It wasn't her favorite part of town she explained. I grinned and thought to
myself, "Hehe, How would she like McDonalds in West Philly? I figured this place was
much tamer then anywhere I have ever been. We drove to a different McDonalds. I didn't
know what to say, so I thought to a book I had read in the past. "The complete Idiots
guide to Dating." I remembered a part where it suggested that you be honest. If you'e
shy, say your shy. If you're nervous, say you're nervous. So I told her I was nervous
and I showed her that I was shaking. Our first real discussion started on how I
shouldn't be nervous cause she was the same person I spent nearly everyday of the past
4 months talking to. She put me at ease, at this point. I felt like she was a bit
nervous herself. I smiled. At this point while she was driving, I was checking her
out. "Not bad at all" I thought to myself several times. I really wondered why this
girl was having problems. She looked wonderful. Everything about her was normal not
the freak she described herself as. She had a beautiful hair, a great body. She
looked awesome. I complimented her in the car on this. I really felt like she was
starting to believe that she wasn't what I thought she was. I was very happy with
what I saw. I was much more concerned about what I looked like. In Detroit I had
changed clothes to my best stuff, New black pants with my 52-dollar black polo shirt.
I had my brothers black hat on too so I was the man in black I told her before I left.
I put a little hint of cologne on as well. I wanted to look my best for her. It wasn't
often that I did this. I really wanted this to work out for me. I didn't want to go
home like it was a total waste of the money I spent. We pulled into McDonalds and we
both ate our meals in nervous anxiety. It was weird to see her, face to face. We sat
and ate. We talked about a few things. I was concentrated on her beautiful eyes. I
couldn't finish my fries, cause of being nervous. I could easily polish off what I had
ordered but the complete nervousness had made my stomach weak and queasy. It was a
little after 3 by now and we headed towards the hotel. She pulled into the lot and
went to the desk to get the key. I waited outside and looked around the area. It
was a nice place definitely. She came back and we lugged our stuff into the second
floor room. Room 209, we clicked open the door and walked in. The bathroom was to
the left as we walked in the door. I lugged my stuff over to the dresser, which also
 served as a TV stand. To the right was the bed, it was absolutely huge. Probably the
biggest bed I had seen ever. I mean you could put 3 people comfortably and maybe a 4th.
A couch and table was at the end of the room. It was so wonderful. A friend of hers had
hooked us up with the room for a mer 15 dollars a night. It was sooooo great. I
unpacked nervously and Tracy played with the television. I don't remember too much of
what happened next. It was pretty much a blur. I was sooooo nervous and I must have
been pacing back and forth when Tracy finally told me to sit down cause I was pacing
back and forth with no real reason. I lay down in bed and sat there watching TV with
Tracy to my left. I remember that so well. I don't remember thinking all that much
at this point. I had my eyes glued to the television but I wasn't watching. Millions
of thoughts swirled in my head. Here we were, finally together. Sometime between 4
and 6, I don't remember when, we were laying down in the bed watching TV. We were about
a foot apart. I was thinking how stupid this was. We waited all this time to be together
and we were a foot apart not even looking at each other. I called her name and said
"Comehmere" Come here, in my Philly accent. She told me many times how she wished I
were there to snuggle. And now I was there. I opened my arms and she slid herself
closer to me without a word. She wrapped her arms around me and I did the same. She
rested her head on my chest and we watched TV together.
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By now my heart was going 10
million beats a second. I know she could hear it. We watched TV together for a long
while. We talked and became comfortable with each other. I held her for the longest
time. I enjoyed every minute of it. A lot of things happened that night, much to
personal to go into. Including my first kiss (I WANT MORE!!!) and my first girlfriend.
