Does this mean I'm your girlfriend?

A few days after the formal, Joe and I went for dinner.  We hadn't really spoken in the days between the formal and the dinner and it felt as though a year had passed.  I had barely eaten and barely slept.  Butterflies fluttered in my stomach 24/7 since that night and I had no clue what to do.

He took me to dinner where the only thing I could really stomach was a baked potato.  Joe was clearly feeling better than I did as he scarfed down his meal.  Normally, dinner conversations between us flowed like hamburgers out of McDonalds.  This time, however, things were different.  I barely said two words.  Joe asked if everything was okay and I blamed it on the lack of sleep.  How could I tell him that for the last 72 hours, I had done nothing but think and dream about him?!!

Joe walked me back to campus but instead of taking the direct 7-minute walk, we ended up circling a few blocks first.  He did a lot of talking.  To be honest, I haven't a clue what he said.  I caught glimpses of his soliloquy...something about being different religions, knowing that it could be trouble later on, but why not just see what happens... for fun!  Silence.  A long silence.  "Anika?", he asked.  "Everything cool?".  "Uh ya, sorry", I said trying to bring myself back into the conversation.  "So...hmm...does this mean I'm your girlfriend?"

I was officially someone's girlfriend for the first time in my life... I have to admit, I kinda liked it!! :)