I met Jordan through Warner.
I met Warner my freshman year of high school. I was extremely shy, I had just had a boyfriend the week before who had dumped me for my best friend, and I was not having a good high school experience so far.
He was a senior, he was cute and he was funny. He had the ‘older bad guy’ thing going for him, but I found I could talk to him despite how horribly shy I was, and I remember how cool I thought he was.
He wasn’t my first kiss, but he did give me my first phenomenal kiss. A friend of mine dared him to kiss me, and I literally went weak all over, he had to hold me up. Unfortunately he wasn’t the stay with one girl for very long kind of guy. Plus we were, (and still are) complete opposites. He believes in God but doesn’t like him (I’m Christian), he does illegal drugs and deals them (I don’t), a good majority of his family is either dead or addicted to drugs or both (most of my family is alive and sober), he was very extremely outgoing (I was very extremely shy in high school), he is self centered, and he can be very negative and dark at times (I am a very positive person who smiles a lot).
Some how despite our vast differences we became best friends and we dated a few times while I was in high school but just about every time it ended before a week was over and he usually cheated on me. Some how we stayed friends.
Then December of my Junior year (he was graduated) we ended up dating for four months.
The first month and a half of it was sweet and cute, we had long conversations in the moonlight, he whispered nice things to me, we had good times. It wasn’t perfect though, an ex of his gave us some issues, and some times I had a hard time trusting him.
The second month rolled around and he was getting sexually frustrated and I wouldn’t give myself to him, we had a lot of good times still but we were having small issues with him wanting sex and me not liking his drugs.
Then the third month came. That was the month Jordan came to town. He was Warner’s friend who had been in Florida for a few months. When Warner heard that Jordan was coming to town he was so excited and he would not shut up about him. Warner moved in with Jordan, his dad and grandma, and started spending all his time with him. I was jealous. Up until Jordan came to town me and Warner were unhealthily inseparable, now I never got any time alone with my boyfriend. Never. So I was forced to hang out with Warner and Jordan, and that’s how I got to know Jordan.
Warner is exciting in a crazy way. I used to ruin shirts from sweating so much because he made me so nervous by being crazy when we went out in public. Poor little shy me. Warner always had to be doing something, he rarely ever just chilled. Warner liked to get drunk, do drugs, cuss, be negative, tell racist jokes (even though he doesn’t really hate black people). He was my complete opposite, and while that was exciting and fun in a nerve wrecking, always sweating kind of way, it made it really refreshing to meet Jordan.
Jordan is about 5 months younger than Warner. He’s about 5 inches taller than me, with blond hair and blue eyes and a handsome face. He is a relaxed gentleman, and a little bit of a game geek. He is in no way a “bad guy” like Warner. He’s the kind of guy who opens doors, and pulls out chairs for ladies.
I was fed up with Warner because he was always with Jordan and we never got to spend time alone and he really stopped showing very much affection towards me. Then one day Warner had to go out of town. I don’t remember why or how but somehow that day Jordan and I ended up hanging out. We talked and went to the beach with my friends. I liked talking to him, he was nice, and refreshing, and positive. When Warner came back to town, he moved out of Jordan’s house and back to his grandparents, and I still really didn’t get a lot of time alone with him. Then one day Jordan and I hung out alone again and that is when he informed me of Warner’s recent unfaithful ways. I was upset. I spent two days thinking about that, and how opposite me and Warner were, and how my parents and friends didn’t really like him. I decided Warner was not the one for me. I broke up with him. It tore me in two. He was very wrong for me but it hurt like hell to let him go. I was alone. I had broken up with my best friend, and worst boyfriend.
But Jordan continued to talk to me, and about a month later he took me on a date. A real date. He picked me up, dressed nice, and paid for my dinner. (Warner never paid for our dates. In fact on Valentines Day my gift was a T-Shirt and he got me high. I don’t do drugs but I did try it three times, for him.) Jordan impressed me. He opened the car door for me, he listened to old rock, AC/DC, The Beach Boys and Elvis. (I love that about him.) Up until I met him, no one I knew liked oldies. It was cute. Sure there are some people who like the oldies, but he only had about 2 CD’s that were made after the early 1990′s. He loves oldies music. He didn’t embarrass me in public, and we had fun.
We went on a couple more dates after that, then one night we decided to take a walk down my street. It was a very nice night, good temperature for the early summer, and it was a full moon. We walked and talked and flirted. Then we stopped in field to stand and enjoy the beautiful full moon. We were silent and just thinking to ourselves and he asked me, “Will you be my girl?” It was so sweet. I said yes of course. And we had our first kiss that night. It was sweet, soft, tender and shy. I thought he was perfect for me.
