April 28th, 2010 started out like any normal Wednesday. I woke up, got dressed, then groggily walked to my bus stop and went to school. I was just ready for 2:20 P.M. to come, because then in just a few hours I would be heading into town to see a favorite band of mine, Amon Amarth. Finally! 2:20! I ran to my bus and when I arrived home I had some dinner, then my mom and I were on our way. When we got to the venue, I noticed two guys about nine or so people in front of us. They kept peering around the people behind them to look at me. The doors opened, and my mom and I ended up right behind the two guys I saw earlier in the line. I’m short and was having a hard time seeing over them, so my mom tapped the one guy on the shoulder and asked if I could squeeze in beside him. He said sure, so I moved up and stood next to him. He, Brendan, and his friend, Chris, started talking to me, and we chatted in between bands the entire night. After Amon Amarth was over, we exchanged names in hopes to find each other on Facebook to see pictures taken of the show. Brendan walked with me toward the exit because he needed to use the ATM outside the venue, and as we were walking one of the stage crew guys threw out some picks. We both caught one, and held them up to each other in excitement. He reached in his pocket and grabbed one of the band members picks he caught during the show and traded me. I was all smiles. We parted ways and I talked about him and his friend the whole way home; my poor mom.
The next day during and after school I tried to find them both on Facebook to no avail. I had misheard and thought Brendan said his name was Marc so obviously I wasn’t finding him that way. It wasn’t until that Saturday I saw they both found me on Twitter, and used that to find their Facebooks. I wasn’t expecting to keep in contact with either of them, but I started talking to the two of them on a daily basis. Brendan and I soon exchanged numbers, and arranged a day for him to come here and hang out. May 22nd was the day we picked out, and on that day he drove an hour and a half just to see me. He came to the door, and met my dad and step mom, and after they asked him a few questions and did the typical parent thing, we were on our way to spend a few hours together at the local mall. We walked around, talked, got to know each other better…overall it was a great first ‘date.’ When we got back to my house, as I was reaching for the door handle he says, “Gimme a hug,” so I leaned over and gave him a hug, our first hug. When I got inside my step mom asked if I thought I’d see him again, and I said yes. He texted me when he got home, and we both said what a good time we had hanging out and seeing each other.
From the moment we both woke up the next morning, we texted each other. We continued to text all throughout the day. Around 7:30 P.M. he told me he had a bit of a crush on me. I was so excited, because I had a crush on him too. I remember the time exactly, 8:04 P.M. he sent me a text I’ll never forget. It said, “I’d really like it if we could…uhm…maybe date?” I had dozed off and woke up around 8:30, and that was the first thing I woke up to. I was grinning ear to ear, appologized for falling asleep, and said yes. That was the adorable and kind of funny start to our relationship. From that day on, he’s driven the 50 mile trip to my house every Friday and Saturday, and ever since New Year’s he spends Friday nights here with me. Due to his work schedule we only see each other those two days, so we always make those precious 48 hours count. It gets rough sometimes not getting to see him more often, but all day texting and nightly phone calls makes everything so much easier. Overall, our relationship has been everything I could of asked for and a million times more. I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend, soul mate, future husband, and most importantly a better friend.
On August 16th, Amon Amarth is coming back to town, and they’re playing in the same venue as they did on April 28th, 2010. I get to see the very band that brought my boyfriend and I together, with the same people, at the same venue, 475 days later. Meeting him there was a dream come true, and to experience it all over again will be amazing. He’s my big strong Viking, and I look forward to our journey of life together.