The next day I went into work for our first day of Post Planning. I walked into my teammate Sarah's classroom where my other teammates, Donna and Dot, were congregated, set down the box of donuts and greeted them with, "What do donuts mean? What do they mean?"
They stared at me like I had lost my mind. So I told them the story - starting with Friday night...ending with him bringing me a surprise box of donuts. I had never had a boy bring me donuts before. Flowers? Yes. Donuts? No.
They laughed at me and responded, "I think that means he likes you."
What? We were friends. Good friends. And I always thought that the girl he ended up with would be so lucky...I just didn't think that girl would be me.
I spent the rest of the day pondering the situation. What if he was just being kind and thoughtful? What if he didn't like like me and I made a move and, in turn, made a fool of myself? What was a girl to do? Talk about a stressful day! Should I just ask him? And suddenly, I felt like I was in high school again. Seriously. Completely ridiculous. And when I got home that afternoon, I did the exact thing that a high school girl would do. I called my best friends to examine and analyze the situation.
Then I called him and asked if he wanted to come over Friday night to watch a movie.
to be continued...