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Sunday, June 13, 2010

6/13/10: Luke Schenn

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Name: Luke Schenn
DOB: November 2, 1989
Current NHL Team: Toronto Maple Leafs

You are jolted awake by the strong vibrations of your cell phone. Momentarily, you are blinded by the light of the screen. The clock on your phone reads 2:01 AM. Right on time. "1 new text message" pops up on the screen. It reads: "Hope you're ready. Big day today. See you at 2:30~ XOXO Lukey."
You find it so funny that he calls himself by the pet name you gave him. As you check your duffle bag for the seventh time, you text back your confirmation.
You and Luke have been together for a fairly long time, and he wants to take you back to his home in Canada. How could you refuse?
As you are dragging the last of your heavy luggage down the stairs, somebody rings the doorbell. As you open it, you find Luke standing there with that quirky little smile he always has when he sees you. He lets himself in and picks up your suitcase and duffle bag. "Wait here, I'll be right back," he assures, "this is your vacation and I'm not going to ruin it and make you carry all your stuff." After loading the taxi with all of your things, he trots back up the driveway, into the house, and back the chair in the dining room where you are sitting. Being the perfect gentleman, he holds out his hand and escorts you out of the house and onto the front porch. You turn around to lock the door behind you, but, as you do this, Luke lifts you up and carries you to the taxi.
On the drive over to the airport, you gently lean over until your head is on Luke's shoulder. It's two-thirty in the morning. You're tired, and Luke knows it. He promises that once you get on the plane, there will be plenty of time to sleep. You pull your iPod out of your backpack because the late night talk show that the taxi driver is listening to is getting old. As a John Mayer song comes to a fading end, the cab pulls up to the airport.
After about an hour of lingering preparation, you have finally taken your seats on the plane. The pilot announces that the take off has been delayed for half an hour, and that you don't have to be in your assigned seat just yet. Luke decides to stand up and stretch his legs, or so you thought, but he ends up doing what he calls a happy dance. To you, it looks like he's just trotting around and shaking his butt is some sort of weird, Canadian way, but to him, it's a happy dance. Even when the stewardess walked by giggling, he didn't stop. A blonde lady sitting behind you taps you on the shoulder and tells you you have a sexy boyfriend. You laugh and thank her.
When the pilot announces that all passenger should take their seats, Luke does. You pull out your trusty iPod once again. As Shenandoah, performed by Hayley Westenra, plays, Luke takes advantage of the moment. Before you know it, your face is in his hands, and his lips gently touch yours.

So far, has it been a good date?

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