When the phone rang with the unknown number, I somehow already knew who it was. But I ignored it because I was a guest in someone's home. This incredibly sweet woman had taken me under her wing, and we watched the Bachelor every Monday night. That night, I had stayed later than planned and was surprised by the phone call.
The moment I left the house, I listened to the message from the mystery caller. And my heart stopped.
It was a boy!!
A boy called me. Even though it's what I suspected when the phone rang, the reassurance of the male voice coming from the other end of the line was enough to make my heart do weird things inside my chest.
"Hi. This is Adam Parkhurst from church. I got your number from Kelsey. I was just calling to see if you wanted to come watch "How I Met Your Mother" and the Thunder game with me, Spencer, and Kelsey. We're hanging out at my house. Call me back if you get this."
For the 20 seconds I was hearing his voice, I don't know if I could breathe. A boy called me!!
So I promptly called my best friend... who didn't answer. I left a frantic, probably mostly unintelligible, message about how some boy from church had called me and I didn't know what to do. And then immediately called my other best friend. Who said... "Call him back." Oh. Right. I had to react somehow. Cue the vastly increased heart rate.
I dialed the number and waited for whatever would follow. And you know what? I don't remember if he answered or I left a message. I remember exactly where I was driving and what I said. (Because I had written the script in my mind before even dialing the number.) But the neurons in my brain were firing so quickly and erratically that I have no idea whether I actually talked to him or not.
I remember saying I would love to hang out with them another time when my schedule permitted. And I remember going home and convincing myself that this kind man was just being nice to the new girl. I went to sleep that night reassuring myself that he was just a nice guy with no intentions.
Skip to Wednesday.
I didn't know where church was or which class to attend. I texted Kelsey, but she had other duties at church that night. I only had one other number of anyone who went to the same church. While hesitating for many minutes, holding the phone in my hand with the already written text, I finally sent it. I let Adam know I didn't know where church was or where to go. So we started to set up a game-plan via text.
As I was texting him back, he called me, wanting to see if I had eaten dinner yet. I conveniently had not so we made plans to meet at Wendy's.
Pep-talks from both best friends ensued and I made my way to an unknown place of town with knots in my stomach. I didn't know if I would even recognize him!
But as I walked into the Wendy's, I saw him still in his work clothes, with a red sweater layered over a dress shirt. And oh. my. word. He was so attractive. My only thought as I walked into the restaurant? "I'm in trouble."
We talked all throughout dinner and then went to church. We ended up not sitting by each other, but that in no way meant we stopped looking at each other. Our eyes met across the circle many times throughout class that night, and every time they did I got a little more excited. He began class that night with a short thought and a prayer, and I thought I was going to fall out of my seat. He was so attractive!
After church, a bunch of people went to Buffalo Wild Wings and we accompanied them. When it came time for me to leave, I very conveniently failed to mention I owned a GPS device and let Adam tell me how to get home. I left with instructions to call him if I got lost and text him when I got home.
I did get lost. I did call. I did text when I got home.
And I did get extremely giddy. This cute boy paid attention to me! But nothing could happen, right? I was just the new girl in town. He was just being nice.
But it sure was fun to get giddy.