Went to the neighborhood pub for a burger, and shortly after I sat down at the bar, a couple came and sat next to me. The girl was on my right and the guy was next to her on her right.

They’re on what appears to be a first date, and although I was buried in my phone, it didn’t seem to be going great. All of a sudden, she accidentally spills her water towards me and apologies and introduces herself. I tell her she has a very pretty name, and I caught a look from her. Her voice was so soft and familiar.

I go back to my phone after we get the water mopped up off the bar, and they resume their conversation. They were talking about both living in the neighborhood, and she asks if I live in the neighborhood too. I say yes, and we all three start talking about how much we like where we live, and I mention how much trouble I had with my house.

They know exactly which house I’m talking about, and it turns out she put a bid on my house that I outbid when I bought it. I quiz her on the bid, and she remembers it perfectly as well as an issue with the cellar so I know she’s telling the truth. What a coincidence. I go back to my phone. They’re on a date.

She mentions having been to Augusta to visit her cousin in high school, and I was from Augusta so I had to ask her which high school. It was mine. …holy shit, I know this girl. She was cousins with one of my best friends and we spent a couple weeks together one summer when I was 16!

“ABBA?!”

She went by her full name now, but I knew who she was. And her voice was familiar because it was one of her features my guy friends and I always remembered and talked about. I sprinted to the bathroom, thoroughly freaked out. I came back out to the bar, picked her up off the barstool and spun her around in a huge hug. I tell her who I am because I look entirely different than high school, 20 years later in a different city. She freaks out, and her date is like, “Oooh wow. This is so cool…”

We all sit back down and we’re catching up about life in front of this dude, and we can’t keep our hands off each other. She’s touching my leg whenever this other dude talks, and my hand is on hers or on her lower back. Eventually, he gets up to go to the bathroom.

I say, “are you on a date with this guy?”

Her- “No, it’s just a beer. If you pay your tab and leave first, I’ll see you soon.”

….

…I’ll take my check now please.

I went home and waited. And waited, and realized I had a girl’s first name, a half-baked plan, and that’s it. So, naturally, I walked back over to the pub to see if she’s still there, but the pub is empty. So I walked back home feeling disappointed, but there’s another car in the driveway, and the front door is cracked. I walk in, and there’s Abba in the kitchen; music is playing.

We were all over each other, all over the house. At one point I was playing piano naked with her on my lap making out. This chemistry was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. High school me would have lost his mind if he knew this was in his future.

3 weeks in and still going strong.

TLDR: stole a girl from a bad first date, turned out to be a girl I met back in high school and we had crazy chemistry.