I know a lot of unintelligent men, but I've always wanted to know at least one that was different. In fact, that was one of the qualities that I looked for in a guy. I know that I need a guy that is smart with a large vocabulary, witty, random, sarcastic, likes to swear like I do, and has a sense of romanticism. My problem was that I had no idea where to find someone like that. I might as well be a crazy cat lady.

Anyway, I know I can't start the story without a proper introduction. Unfortunately, I hate my name. My name just so happens to be Gretta Finney. Yeah, I know it sucks.

Now that that monstrosity is over with, it's time for me to get to the story. Where to begin? Oh yes, of course. I remember now.

I lived in a small town in a barely acknowledged state. Well, I suppose my city wasn't small, but compared to where I wanted to go, it was tiny. My dream was to go to New York and become an author, but because of a lack of funds, I was stuck in a dead beat town where most people only lived in when they were settling down with a family. I was far from that point because I was young and I wanted to experience a different world. Luckily, I had been saving for a long time, and I just had to finish a play I was in then I would schedule a flight, say goodbye to my family and friends and I would be out of there.

My friends told me to audition for a local play and I would be sure to get a bit more money for it. I immediately jumped on the idea and ended up getting a big part in it.

The friends that informed me about the play were named Karly and Izzy, but once rehearsals began, I found that another of my friends was stage crew for the play. Connor Wright was a good friend of mine and had been since junior high.

One day, during rehearsals I was walking and talking with Karly and Izzy about my plans for New York on stage.

"I only need to finish the play and then I'll be gone. I can't wait to go," I said.

"Don't you want to stay and likeā€¦meet a guy or something," Karly asked.

"No. I want to work on my writing career and possibly find someone later on," I stated.

"What happens if you start to like a guy before you leave," Izzy wondered.

"I appreciate your concern guys, but I don't plan on falling for a guy anytime soon," I said.

Little did I know, I had reached the edge of the stage and taking that last step was a mistake. I expected to hit the ground quickly, but luckily, Connor had been walking past and caught me before I could be hurt.

"Falling again eh Etta," He joked as he gently set me down on my feet. The reason he called me Etta is because he knew I hated Gretta so I got a nickname.

"Thanks for catching me," I said.

"Anytime," He smiled and walked off.

Karly didn't pay any attention to it but Izzy gave me a doubtful look. I assured her that didn't count as falling. Besides, I couldn't ever date Connor. He was madly in love with a girl named Tammy and they were actually a very cute couple. They'd been dating for 2 years.

I thought it was funny how coincidental it was that I fell off stage at that particular time. I mean, the subject coincided with the falling as if they were both trying to tell me something, but I know that it couldn't have been the case.

After practice, I decided to talk to Connor, but not about the irony of my fall.

"So, are you doing anything fun with Tammy tonight," I asked.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I am. It's our 2 year anniversary tonight after all. Why do you ask," He questioned.

"It was the only topic of conversation I could think of," I stated.

He smiled. "How could you ever run out of subjects to converse over?"

"I'm not quite sure," I said, smiling in return.

"If you want, I could continue the conversation by pointing out how insufficient the particular topic you chose was in order to have an elongated talk," He said.

"While I would I love to hear you point out my flaws in starting conversations, it's really unnecessary. May I ask what you have planned for your anniversary with Tammy," I wondered.

"Well, I have planned a candle lit dinner at my place where I shall ask her to marry me," He stated.

"Do you really have to ask her to marry you? I'm confident she'll say yes," I pointed out.

"I am confident as well, but you can't be too careful," He said.

"Well, I wish you good luck tonight. I expect to hear how she answered you tomorrow," I declared.

"How could I tell a good friend my plans and not mention the overall outcome? You will definitely find out her answer tomorrow," He confirmed.

I neglected to say that I also expected an invitation to the wedding. I was honestly more than confident that Tammy would say yes to Connor. I didn't see how she could say no to him. I mean, he was so sweet to her and he loved her dearly. Plus, I thought they were the most adorable couple I had ever seen.

If Tammy said no, I had no idea how Connor would react.