It was a mild October night, and as a ritual, I was at the home football game cheering on our West A Indians. Typically, I was with my friend Dayna, and we were excited, dancing, singing, and just being plain crazy. Only then is it my luck to slip and fall foward. I almost landed face first onto the bleacher in front of me, but someone caught me. I looked up, a little shaken to see him. Tall, handsome, and a beautiful smile on his face. "You almost fell there hun," he said to me. He lifted me back up onto the bleacher as I told him thank you over and over. We ended up talking that night, and became friends. We continued to stay friends over two, almost three years, and then six months ago, we became not only best friends, but lovers. Now I can't imagine my life without him. To Trenten, I love you, and thanks for catching me, and in more ways than one.
