“What do you mean?”She flicked her finished butt out into the lot—it landed with a little valedictory spray of glowing orange—and blew a long ...lume of smoke that hung around us in the night air. That smell, that second-hand smoke in the summer night… you don’t smell that very often anymore, but on those rare occasions when I do these days, I am always instantly transported back to that exact moment.“You’re nice,” she said, “and kinda cute, and you’re not a jerk. But there’s something mysterious. Back then, I was too nervous to do anything else. Now days, I wish all the kids thought that way.So, prom came and went and we kept dating. We continued to date until I decided that I needed to go to college. He was a year ahead of me and already in college. I didn't want to go where he went because I needed to follow my own dreams. He came to visit me one weekend and I was really excited. Living in the dorm was tough, but it happened to be a weekend that my roommate decided to go home.Well,. She was a valley ball nation player we used to visit there house since our child hood and they used to visit us in the summers this is when this winter v visited them somehow v had many more of our relative also staying from before so my elder cousin was given the duty to make bed for all. When after dinner v were to see who is to sleep where I come to know my cousin had made my and her bed in a small study where v were to share one mattress and one pillow and one blanket.before I proceed I. " I said "Oh well what should I do with them?" He jokingly replied, "Try 'em on see if they fit. Haha I dunno toss them if you want." I was intrigued at his first answer. But just laughed it off. I moved the clothes to the end of the closet, deciding I'd figure out what to do with them later after I had settled in. That first night together, Craig and I celebrated. He ordered a pizza and had a few beers. Though I don't enjoy beer so I just had a few sodas. We had a fun time that night and.