The next day wasn’t too shabby. I anticipated the day. My dad wasn’t getting up as usual so I grew tense waiting. We finally entered the gym at about 6ish and to my surprise he was there. It was pretty pathetic that I didn’t even know his name, but I’m too shy to just walk up to a handsome guy like him and say ‘hey my name’s sam, what’s yours?’. Noooo way. As I was doing my usual workout I went up to get a drink out of the drinking fountain. When I was done I turned around and he was standing right behind me and I almost ran into him. I just stood there looking like a fool for about 3 seconds straight. “Sorry!” I said awkwardly, and so I just hurried away like a stupid 6 year old who just ran into a wall. So much for that, Sam. Great going. You managed to make an even bigger ass out of yourself the second day! I thought to myself. I managed to have enough guts to look over at him and when I did he was smiling over at me. Then his friend looked over and said something to him that made him stop smiling..