Melarky

After reading Heidi’s post about how she met Gary, it inspired me to tell our story…this is how we met.

In September of 1998, I had just moved to Logan and started attending Logan High School a few months into the school year. I had signed up for one or two art classes and spent most of my free time in the art room, even spending my lunches there, NERD!

I remember Mark sitting behind me asking me questions about my paintings like, “Does that (pointing to my name, Mel) stand for Melodie” I replied, “I hate the name Melodie”.

In high school I also had incredible fashion sense and I just happend to be wearing my beaded moccasins that day. Mark asked me, “Did you bead those yourself?”. Every time he asked me something I gave him short answers. I didn’t pay very much attention to Mark at first, sticking to my “I have a boyfriend” story.

One day Mark brought his moped, nicknamed “the Yellow Duck”, to school. So during class we went out to look at the duck. I took it for a quick ride around the newly layed track, not a very smart idea on my part, because someone saw this and called the police. Not knowing that we were soon going to get in trouble for this, Mark let another guy from art class take a turn on the duck. He didn’t go on the track but he was stopped by police on a street near the school.

I first started noticing Mark when I was watching him talk the police. He didn’t seem nervous or intimidated by them at all. He calmly talked and explained to them what was going on almost joking around with them. Mark and I didn’t get in trouble, the guy who was caught riding the duck did.

After that I payed a lot more attention to Mark. I looked up his address in the phone book, realizing that we only lived two blocks away from each other, I drove past his house multiple times, stalking him. I also cleverly unplugged my computer, called Mark and told him something was wrong with my computer, and could he please come over to fix it.

We still didn’t start officially dating right away, we were just friends because Mark was still under the impression that I had a boyfriend(even though I didn’t). Mark really liked me but he didn’t want to start something with someone that had a boyfriend.

Check back for the story of our first date.