After this History class I'm going to walk out the door and accidently get ran into by a 6'1" jock with a thick, solid build, dark hair and eyes, and a a scruffy chin. He'll knock me down and spill the food he was eating on my shirt (completely by accident) and apologize profusely. I'll tell him its no big deal since it just a plain white shirt, I've got plenty, but hell insist to make it up to me. Well start chatting for a while and exchange names and numbers so we can keep in touch. Later tonight hell facebook chat me and say he was to scared to earlier but he found me interesting and attractive, and wanted to ask me out to dinner to make up for my shirt. I accept his courtship offer. He picks me up in his black dodge dakota and we go to Uccellos (local Italian restaurant) for dinner, where we talk about our lives, classes, friends, etc. After dinner he drives me home where he walks me to the door and gives me a proper farewell kiss for the night. We keep in touch, start casually dating, eventually get married and move out to the country where we live in a nice cabin with a large field in the backyard and have two german shepherds.
And happily ever after.
...yeah i wish.