Nina & Scott
It was the second week of my first year of law school. I was told that if I wanted to do well I should attend the “academic success” program. It is run by the law school, but taught by second and third year law school students that have performed well in their first year. I showed up on the first day wearing two different colored converse and he couldn’t help but notice them – was I wearing them because I got dressed in the dark or because I was making a fashion statement?
A few weeks of the program went by before I approached him. I introduced myself:
Me: “Hi, my name’s Nina.”
Him: “Hi, I’m Scott.”
Me: “I know who you are.”
Him: “Oh yeah, Obviously…”
Me: “Would you mind if I came in for your office hours to review some of the material from earlier this semester?”
We set up a time to meet. What was meant to be a 15 minute meeting lasted two hours. I would email him questions about class and close with a link to music I thought he would like or articles I thought he might find interesting.
On the last day of the semester, after I figured he hadn’t got the hint, I asked him for his phone number. After we went our separate ways, he texted me. We set up a date at Zocalo on E. 4th for a few weeks later.
He proposed at the end of his third year of law school. We got married after I took the bar exam. (I found out I passed 1.5 months after our wedding).
Who ever thought that love would blossom in law school?