Never before had I prepared so much for an event in my life before this one. It may have only been a simple tea date for an hour or two in the afternoon, but for me this was my chance to regain what I had lost five years ago. I spent about three hours the night before selecting the perfect shirt to wear, not to mention the extra hour to find shoes that matched and a solid half an hour to find a nice belt. I had to find something that would make me look extra muscular, that matched nicely, felt great, looked amazing, of course, but most of all, it had to scream out Wealth. I was wide awake the whole night, but I was dreaming of the great things that could come out of the next day's events.
Then, it came. I eagerly watched the clock count down the hours until her arrival. I heard her car pull into the drive and my stomach dropped- not because I was scared or worried, but more that the time had come upon me so quickly. Was I nervous? No! Gatsby never gets nervous. But then she walked in. That blonde hair covered her eyes like a velvet veil. Our eyes met but I pulled them away quickly. I wasn't ready to be in strong, beautiful presence yet. Then I looked back at her, and after multiple mental reps I was able to make out some words, but to this day I'm still not sure what I said.
I could see it in her eyes that she too was at a loss for words. Nick tried to break the ice, but the silence was imminent. When he got up and left, my body was hit by a warm rushing wave and I gained the strength to start some small talk. From there, everything took off. We verbally felt each other out for a while until we gelled, and the conversation was flowing like a steady stream of cool lava. We smiled. laughed, told jokes, and recalled old memories from the past that lit the room up. I looked into her eyes one last time as Nick walked back in the room and I fell in love with her again, just like I did every day five years ago.
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