Although I wasn't thinking anything romantic at first I knew from those first 5 minutes that I would like being around him. He intrigued me. There was something different about him.

It was only 3 short weeks after meeting him that I had to finally admit to myself that I was attracted to him.

There was only one problem. I didn't know his name.

For some strange reason, no one formally introduced us. Somehow, from that first meeting I "gathered" that his name was Wendall. "Hmmmm... a very old-fashioned name but okay. He can pull it off." I thought to myself.

After 3 weeks of not being fully sure what his name was, I asked my brother. The answer; Joshua.

WHAT? That is NOT at all what I thought! But boy am I glad!

I kept it to myself about the mix-up for several days until I finally decided it would be a funny story to tell him. Something to bond over.

I casually told Joshua the story after school one day thinking it was hilarious. Thankfully he thought it was funny too! In fact, he thought it was so funny that he began calling ME Wendall. So of course I had to start calling HIM Wendall.

It went so far that we saved each other's contacts in our phones as "Wendall Wendall".

From that day on until we began to date each other we only called each other "Wendall".

And to this day Joshua and I still call each other "Wendall" from time to time.

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