I was standing there in a Metallica sweatshirt and tan shorts and blue Vans. Trine always said that I was a total and complete hippie. My hair was put up in a clip and looked like I had been through a wind tunnel. I guess that’s what I get for sleeping through my last period class. Dallas on the other hand was wearing a white button down shirt and destroyed pair of jeans. He had his hair in spikes. He looked like he just walked out of an American Eagle catalog. He was shy to. He hardly said two words to Trine and me. I just kept looking at him and him at me.
“Hey guys this is Dallasâ€? He said motioning to Dallas.
“Hiâ€? Trine and I said simultaneously.
“Hiâ€? Dallas said.
The heart in my chest was beating a million miles a minute. It felt like it was going to leap out and do a little dance. Trine had agreed that we would to go over to Marks and hang out. This must have happened while I was starring at Dallas not paying attention to what else was going on around me.