He was an exchange student in Texas, and he had competed in the social studies competition at their State Beta Convention (Beta is an academic organization..yeah, he's smart, haha). He got third in their state contest, which qualified him to compete at nationals. I won the spelling contest at the Arkansas state convention, so I was also competing on the national level. He met a few people from my school the first night we were at the hotel/convention center, and I even met him that night, but I didn't really talk to him and he doesn't remember meeting me then. That was Tuesday. Friday night there was a dance. I'll just say that I LOVE to dance. We ended up hanging out, and not dancing, because the people I was with were being stupid and saying they didn't want to dance. I kept saying that I'd go dance if someone would go with me, and he kept saying the same thing. Apparently we were both trying to get the other to ask, haha. So finally I just said, "Come on, let's go!" We got in the middle of the dance floor, and it was so crowded. We talked some but it was really loud so we almost had to scream to hear each other. We had been dancing for a little bit, getting closer and closer, and then I looked up and we kissed. This is where it's kind of confusing, because I thought he kissed me, and he thought I kissed him. Maybe our lips just ran into each other and it went from there, haha. Anyway, basically, that was just over a month ago, and we've talked nearly every day since. Even though he's back in Brazil now
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