August 24, 2009 3:37 pm PST

Ashley: “Jesus! Spencer, are you okay?” My nose feels like it’s four times its normal size and my lip is cut and bleeding, but nothing hurts more than my ego. I can feel the heat radiating off my face and I quickly cover my bleeding nose and lip before I embarrass myself in front of Ashley further.

Ashley: “Come on, let me see it.” I shake my head no emphatically as I grab the double doors and rush out. Oh, God! She’s chasing after me. I escape into the nearest bathroom I see and quickly begin to wash away the blood. Shit! She followed me in.

Ashley: “Come on, Spence, let me see!” She takes my hand away from my face and I look at her with exasperation. This could not get any worse! Oh, but it can, she smiles. I finally found my ‘soul mate’ and my first impression is an over sized nose and a cut lip…that also feels a little too big. Oh no…wait. This isn’t my first impression…the first time she saw me I was huddled in the corner of an elevator singing. It’s truly amazing how things only seem to get worse!

Spencer: “How bad is it?” I try not to meet her eyes as she takes my chin into her soft finger tips and examines my face. Wow, her touch feels good. I feel a chill go through me and she smiles as my body quivers. Her smile only makes me quiver more.

Ashley: “Not too bad.” I turn to look in the bathroom mirror and let out a snort. OW! BAD IDEA, BAD IDEA!

Ashley: “Aw, poor baby! Come on, let’s go back to the dorms and we’ll put some ice on it.”

Spencer: “No, that’s not necessary, I can do it myself.” I go to walk past her and try to cling to what little pride I have left, but she grabs my hand softly and turns me toward her. Only, the momentum from my quick getaway makes me collide with her when she tries to turn me around. Oh boy! Our bodies are touching hip to hip breast to breast and we both pause as we stare into each other’s eyes. God this moment would be so much better if I didn’t just run into a door.