Dodged a bullet

Stake conference is a great place, but not when there is a distinct possibility that I could see him there. What I wouldn't give to trade him in my stake with Olivia or Emilee any day.

But I scraped by though, with only seeing a few people I attend pris-I mean, school- with. And none of them were him, thankfully.

Phew. Sometimes I wish I won't see him so I can be myself, sometimes I wish I would see him just so I could glimpse at those blue-green eyes, keep dreaming about those gorgeous muscles, and feel my heart go pitty-pat at that endearing little hair flip.

Something is wrong with me. Mentally, I mean.