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Topic: OhhhÖ. (02/04/10)
TITLE: Just friends?
By Tessy Fuller
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Of course I would go. I loved a good game of basketball and Craig was the perfect friend to go with. He was easily the best guy friend I had. He always made me laugh and I knew he would entertain me throughout the game with his witty commentary as he announced the play-by-play action happening on the court. The only thing that had bothered me was the fact we were going with another couple from his church that I did not know. You see that is another thing about me. Iím not much of a people person. In fact one night, wedged between various Seinfeld commercial breaks, Craig had given me a full on psychiatric evaluation and deemed that I indeed was an introvert. He, of course, was an extrovert. It is always good to get a psych evaluation every once in awhile. I think it is important to your mental health and if you have a good friend to do it there is a couple of advantages. One, it is a free. Two, they know you almost better then yourself so you know the diagnose will be right on. I donít mind being an introvert, unless I have to meet new people.
I met his friends and they were nice. Thankfully they were completely wrapped up in their own conversation on the way there, so I didnít have to talk much. The game proved to be just as entertaining as I had imagined. A couple of the players could really dunk a basketball. Iím not quite sure how the word graceful fits in with dunking a basketball but it definitely does. It is the way they leap from the floor and sail through the air breaking all rules of gravity. Craig had agreed with my conclusion and then we discussed how nice it must be to have that kind of talent and skills. The evening went pleasantly normal until half time, when the players jogged off the court retreating to the locker room. With an empty court my attention had diverted to Rick and Lisa, the couple we had rode with to the game. I admired the ring on Lisaís finger and observed how happy they were. They sat close to one another, fingers entwined. In that moment of observation my brain & heart collided connecting a single thought that sent my normal evening into a tailspin. I wonder what it would be like to hold hands with Craig?
Where in the world had this thought come from I had wondered? It suddenly dawned on me that this seemed like a date. We were with another couple and I was sitting a lot closer to Craig then I realized. This couldnít be a date I had argued to myself. We were just friends. My thoughts argued back. If you are just friends why is your heart threatening to pulsate out of your chest?
My heart and thoughts had argued through the rest of the game. After the final buzzer sounded I followed Craig out to the car and slipped in beside him. I stared at his hand. ďYour awfully quiet,Ē he said. I barely heard him over my beating heart. The same thought squeezed my heart over and over. I wonder what it would be like to hold his hand? My hand inched closer and closer to his. My heart was gaining momentum in the battle; my brain was running out of arguments. I allowed my head to lean upon his shoulder testing the boundaries of what was. My answer came when he shifted allowing me to rest more comfortably against him. It was then that I reached over swiftly taking his hand in mine. Ohhh! So that is what it feels like. I peered up at him and shyly smiled. He smiled back.
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