Eric gave me butterflies. Our class went to Washington DC (just over ten years ago now) and that was when we really started flirting. After that, we had a few class trips before graduation, one to Six Flags Elitch Gardens and one to Water World. My friends and Eric's friends stayed together most of those days. I remember finding excuses to touch Eric. Like, bumping my shoulder against his, or hitting him gently when he made a good joke. The kicker was when we rode the carousel; we chose one of the carriages that was pulled by horses. Sitting side by side, secluded in a carriage was beyond exciting.
With the exception of Christie, Kerrie and Liz, I hadn't told anyone I was moving to Texas at this point. When Eric found out I was moving in a few weeks and he was going to be out of town for half of it, he suggested we not go out. It was reasonable, but it still sucked.
I had a going away party at the pool, which Christie helped me throw. Christie, Kerrie, Liz, Maggie, Eric and Matt were there. It was bittersweet, made more bitter by the fact that Eric and Maggie started dating that day.
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