He had been a starter for the junior varsity basketball team and I was a cheerleader， I had many opportunities to see this gorgeous guy in action. That is， if I wore my glasses. You see， I am as blind as a bat and was too vain to wear them.
As Terry sank a half court shot at the last second， this extremely near-sighted cheerleader， misidentified the hero and began cheering for the wrong guy. As the crowd started chuckling， my face turned crimson as Terry walked by me to get to the locker room. Months later， he only knew me as the dingy cheerleader who could not even get his name right when he hit a great shot！
However， my best friend attended church with Terry. Shirley decided to play matchmaker. She not only invited me to a church-sponsored skating party， but also literally pushed me in his parent’s car to ride to the skating rink. Although the skating rink was 15 miles away， very few words were spoken. As I sank down in that backseat， I just wanted to keep sinking. This had truly been a huge mistake.
After we arrived at the skating rink， things did not get any better. Each couple skate I hoped and prayed that Terry would ask me. He didn’t！ After about 3 couple skates， I decided enough was enough！ So I took turns skating with his 2 best friends. As the last call for a couple skate came over the rink’s loud speakers， Terry finally skated somewhat awkwardly and stood beside the rails with me.
“I guess you wonder why I have not asked you to couple skate？ ” were his first words to me. Trying ever so hard not to look in those big beautiful brown eyes that made me melt， I answered nonchalantly and dishonestly， “No， not really.”
This guy not only ignored my tart reply， but would also win my heart with the following reply. Casting those beautiful eyes down at his skates， he humbly remarked， “I didn’t ask because I do not skate very well. If you are not afraid that I will make you fall， would you please skate with me？” This time I did look into those eyes and did melt.