I want to start out how we met:
(This is my version, James has a little bit different story)
 So fall of 2010, the past couple of month were really hard for me lots of boy drama and my heart was NOT ready for anything serious. The day we met.... I didnt have my first class so American Foundations was my first. Of course it had to be raining and I was running late (waking up an hour later can mess with your schedule). My best friend Rebecca drove me to class. As I walked in right after the prayer I sat in a random seat. (Side Note: I DO NOT sit in random seats. I had my seat and I sat there everyday before this day but for some reason I adverted my seating arrangement's) So I sit next to this random guy. He looked at me for a long time after me sitting down. We didnt talk at all just listened to the teacher lecture and went on with our lives once the bell rang. The next class I sat next to him again, no talking again. Finally after sitting next to him the third time I figured we should introduce ourselves, those were my exact to him. So we introduced ourselves and we talked about his amazing shirt with a boat on it (I still love it to this day). Then from then on we would chat and talk throughout class and whatnot. Sometimes he would walk me to my next class but nothing much past that. Then one day we exchanged phone numbers but I didnt think much of it.
So fall of 2010, the past couple of month were really hard for me lots of boy drama and my heart was NOT ready for anything serious. The day we met.... I didnt have my first class so American Foundations was my first. Of course it had to be raining and I was running late (waking up an hour later can mess with your schedule). My best friend Rebecca drove me to class. As I walked in right after the prayer I sat in a random seat. (Side Note: I DO NOT sit in random seats. I had my seat and I sat there everyday before this day but for some reason I adverted my seating arrangement's) So I sit next to this random guy. He looked at me for a long time after me sitting down. We didnt talk at all just listened to the teacher lecture and went on with our lives once the bell rang. The next class I sat next to him again, no talking again. Finally after sitting next to him the third time I figured we should introduce ourselves, those were my exact to him. So we introduced ourselves and we talked about his amazing shirt with a boat on it (I still love it to this day). Then from then on we would chat and talk throughout class and whatnot. Sometimes he would walk me to my next class but nothing much past that. Then one day we exchanged phone numbers but I didnt think much of it.During the weekend I went to sammys with Rebecca and I saw him there. I remember he was wearing sweats and a t-shirt and a cute black hat (he was sick that day). I picked him out for Rebecca to show her that was the guy from class. I rememeber going to the bathroom and had to walk right past him so we kinda said hello and I introduced rebecca to him and he did the same with Greg his best friend then we went to the bathroom. (I was not cool at all, how gross was that just going to the bathroom). He tried all night to talk to me but unfortunatly my mom wanted to talk to me as well and I didnt get the chance to talk to him, he eventually left without us talking (Sorry my bad)
(The story gets better I promise, the mushy stuff is coming) So as I was driving home to WV and he was going to CO I kept texting him and we started a little relationship over texts. He went to Chile for the christmas holiday which totally slipped my mind. I kept texting but there was no response, nothing on facebook nada. SoI resolved all my boy troubles on December 30th. Then in a miraculous chain of events he came home on the 31st. No he wasnt ignoring me he was on vacation and didnt have his phone. I was relived when he texted me back. Then we continued our "texting" relationship, then once again I initiated that we should talk on the phone, texting was good but you can only get to know somebody so much.
That is were our relationship REALLY started. It took me two weeks of talking to him on the phone to know I was going to marry him. It took me about a month and a half to tell him I love him, even though we beating around the bush for a long time. One day we were talking and whenever I thought about something funny he said I would tell myself or anyone around me (besides him) that I loved him, then not catching myself I said it to him over the phone, his reaction being "FINALLY NICOLE I LOVE YOU". The rest is history.
I Love You James Don Cook
 
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