I had recently become very close with an old high school friend Amanda Dabb. She introduced me to a group of fun boys from Plain City. They invited us to go bowling at Ben Lomond Lanes in Ogden. I had to drive separate because I was just finishing up my last Math final for the semester.
_ I had never met Dean before he was in Utah visiting his friend Jason Arnold, Jason brought his along bowling_
When I arrived I saw Dean; he was sitting in the chair with a cowboy hat on (that peaked my interest) he was texting so I of corse made a few jokes to him about how we weren't cool enough to talk to and he had to be on the phone. Neither of us played but we talked a little. When they were all ready to leave Dean asked me for a ride to his grandmas. When I dropped him off he ran in the house and gave me a halter he had made with his grandpa earlier that day. He then told me to call him sometime and was literally flabbergasted when I told him NO. I told him that I didn't call boys and if he wanted to talk to me then he had to call me. He acted like I didn't know who I was dealing with, This was Dean Fox and girls called him in fact they were lucky just to know him. I'm pretty sure the only reason he asked for my number or even called was just because he couldn't believe I told him no, and he was out to prove to me just how cool he really was. I went home that night and told my parents I had probably found the boy I was going to marry, if he ever called that is. I showed my dad the halter and he laughed and said it would fit the head of a draft horse and the nose of a shetland.
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