"With arms wide open"

That was the next slow song and thankfully Joey came and danced with me. I thought it was the most un-dance-able song! but I needed to clear my thoughts for a little bit. Joey had the ability to make me laugh all the time, so the 3 minutes went by fast. After that we kept talking, somehow we ended up on the second floor of the Mall and we watched everyone dance.

After we came down I could sense something was not right with David, I thought he looked upset, I thought maybe he was acting a little dry. I just went and kept talking to Joey because I was pretty sure that he was just letting me know my boundaries, that he was just being extra nice by inviting me over but nothing more than that.

Needless to say, the rest of the night was kind of dull. We came home very late and I could not sleep, I kept thinking of his troubled face, of his eyes, his coldness, his eyes, his embraced and then his indifference. It hurt but it was good to know where "we" were.

We just kept hanging out every day, and as the days went by I couldn't help but notice how all his free time was pretty much spent with me. I also made sure he was on top of my list when activities were made with other friends.

The ELC (where I learned English) had an activity every Thursday and on one of those we all went to Orem to roller blade. I invited David and even though I was a pro at in-line skating way back in Venezuela, and did tricks and what no, when the time came and I tried to stand by him I FELL!!!! ******Okay Belky I know this guy is cute, and you like his smile, and he's so smart and yadda yadda, but COME ON!! GET A GRIP!!****

He offered his helped and his hand burned mine, **I kind of like burning** I was up and ready to bring my reputation back up when I fell again **you gotta be kidding me!! ahhhh!!!**
Without any self esteem left I asked him to hold my hand for a little while until I get a grip or find a corner where I could hide for ever and ever.

Pretty soon we were having so much fun and decided to start a little dance. All this time he has been holding my hand.........until .....I guess he got bored :-( and asked me to let him go for a little while.
There I was, all lonely and going slower than a 2 year old going down a slide.... when all the sudden...
....."AH!!!" *******are those really his hands?... around my waist?.....Belk, are you breathing? DON'T! suck it in girl, tuck that tummy and any organ you got in there IN! ...........oh no... don't start falling........oh dear... he's smiling..... ****

*****Melting, disintegrating, dreaming...****