Jaime’s Version of 'Our Story'

The first time I remember seeing James was during a trip we took with some mutual friends to Nogales, Mexico. James was the life of the party and although we really did not get to talk, I remember thinking how funny he was. Since we had mutual friends who were in his fraternity, we were often at the same parties/events (although we didn’t realize it until later!). Shortly after the Nogales trip, I was over with some friends at one of his fraternities’ Thursday parties. I vividly remember James coming up to me and introducing himself to me and asking me what my name was. It was so sweet because when I told him my name was “Jaime” he told me that used to be his name but when he was in fifth grade he changed it to “James” because there were a few girls in his class who had the same name. As we continued to talk, I thought he was so easy to talk to and he continually kept me laughing. Coincidentally, we also discovered we were in the one of same classes after we both complained we had to get up early the next morning to go to class. We exchanged numbers and when he hugged me good night, I remember thinking how wonderful the hug was. I knew right then and there it was something special.

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