The location I chose was not the first location where Matt and I met. Matt and I met for the first time in July of 2007, two months before we met again. We met at our friend Jessy's house for his 18th Birthday, but we both didn't talk to each other, and went our own way. We spent some time at the county fair after we had lunch and cake. We ended up riding a ride together, but we were both shy, and didn't end up talking much. September rolled around, and my friends thought it was a good idea to set us up, and I was reluctant, and I have never been the one to like being set up with anyone. I agreed to give it a chance, and long story short, after hanging out a few times, we hit it off, and started dating on Oct. 1st 2007.
A week or so before we started dating officially we went on a date on our own to get to know each other better. We got sub sandwiches to go, and ate them at a local park. We went to the park, and ate the subs in the car because it ended up raining. After the rain was over, we sat by the river, and we just talked some more. I was nervous, because I was wondering if he was going to hug me, invite me to homecoming, etc. We walked around more and we at down at a different part of the park and he put his arm around me, and we held hands for the first time. I knew then and there that he was something special, and that I never wanted to lose him.
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