January 7, 2013
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From Awkward Middle School Dance to Marriage
What do you remember about your first slow dance with a boy or girl? Were you giddy? Were you sweating or shaking from nervousness? Were you unsure of exactly where to put your hands? Did you spend time thinking about whether or not it was awkward to start a conversation with the person during the slow dance? When the dance ended, did you talk to the person or did the two of you immediately part ways?Who was the first person with whom you slow danced? Was he/she a person in your class on whom you had a crush? Was he/she a random person who asked you to dance, but for whom you had no romantic feelings?
Many people experience their first slow dances with boys or girls in middle or high school, when having romantic interactions with others is new and often extremely awkward. You probably remember the name of the person with whom you shared your first slow dance and how you knew the person. It is also very likely that as time progressed, you eventually lost touch with that person. This was not the case for Jeffrey and Alexa Schultz. For Jeffrey and Alexa, an awkward middle school slow dance turned into a marriage.
Jeffrey and Alexa went to the same middle school. The Huffington Post reports that when they were thirteen years old, they had crushes on one another. One day during recess, Jeffrey and Alexa learned that their feelings for one another went both ways, and they ended up dating (whatever middle school “dating” constitutes) from seventh grade until their freshman year of high school. They resumed dating their junior year of high school and married in 2011, four years later.
The couple’s story got a lot of attention when Jeffrey recently posted a picture on Reddit of the two of them dancing awkwardly in middle school next to a picture of the two of them on their wedding day.
Do you know of a couple who has gotten married after having known each other from a young age?
When and where was your first slow dance? How did you feel while the dance was going on? Do you still talk to the person with whom you slow danced?
Comments (20)
This story is so adorable. No, I don't know where the person is that I danced with at my first middle school dance. I'm a military kid so it is hard for me to imagine what it is like to grow up knowing people that long. The little boy I danced with moved away a few months later.
Beautiful story!!
that's a really cute story and picture. i'm just surprise that some people still hang out with the same people from middle school. or even just still keep in touch a little bit with their classmates in elementary.
My husband and I have known each other since 5th grade. At first he didn't like me at all but then we became best friends. We started dating sophomore year. We're married now.
@jmallory (my husband) wrote a whole blog series called Our Story that tells of our relationship through the years. It's really awesome! 
@f5ye_angel5@xanga - really? That's quite common around here. My best friends are people I've known since I was in kindergarten (I'm 24 now).
i may not have the memories that i once used to, but nonetheless i liked this story and DEFINITELY appreciate that you have shared this.. tyvm n tgc n hyhagw n will be hopefully keep reading .. ..
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Hhehh. I really didn't like boys growing up, so when we had to dance, it was for classes. Or because someone asked me and I didn't care enough to say no.
My parents have known each other and dated since 7th grade, not including one short "break" during high school. They were married the day after my dad turned 18. They are now 44 years old and still as happy as ever. Stories like this exist. One of my college friends who got married knew his wife since 5th grade when they were on the safety club together. They've been married three years already as they tied the knot his senior year in college. Another one of my friends from college has a similar story, though they only got married last year. It happens.
Love this, so much. Adorable!
Haha aw that's a cute picture.
@daydreams_nightmares@xanga - yeah i guess it kinda depends on the place where you live. my area has one big high school with 4,000 kids and has 2 different lunch periods so it's hard to keep in touch with your old friends when you're with diff people every year
I've slow danced once and it was just like a cute joke around the house, with one of my exes...but I can't follow properly so gonna have to get some dancing lessons for my wedding!
The first slow dance that I remember was as a science competition and it was someone from my class. He asked if anyone wanted to dance, I said yes. No crushes involved. He made a face, then went out there with me, made some derogatory middle-school comments and I walked away. Maybe that's why I'm not much of a slow dancer...
Fantastic story... with a wonderful ending!!
Romantic story with a beauty ending.
I married my middle school boyfriend! We went to a middle school dance together, too. Met in 7th grade, started dating in 8th, dated off and on through high school, been married almost 5 years now. I have a lot of friends who dated young & married, too.
My first slow dance would have been in 6th grade. I have no idea who it was with and I'm sure I no longer speak to them. Young love is however a subject that I'm pretty familiar with. My husband and I started dating when I was a sophomore in high school and were married my junior year (not something I would recommend, but it's working for us). I would pay someone that could come up with a picture of us dancing at his senior prom. That would be amazing.
I wish a boy wanted to slow dance with me today!!
My first slow dance was at our sixth grade camping trip. That was a pretty awkward experience. It was the guy I had a huge crush on through fifth and sixth grade, and when I let the secret of my crush slip out to someone in my class, everyone made a HUGE deal about it, for reasons that I still cannot comprehend, since I knew the guy didn't feel the same way, and I was kind of the class outcast. Anyway, we were pushed together to dance at the last night of camping, to some Mariah Carey song, and we didn't so much dance as awkwardly take sidesteps together in an attempt to get everyone to stop staring at us. I could tell he was embarrassed, and let him escape halfway through the song. That experience, along with my first kiss nine years later, are experiences that I kind of wish I could have done over, because the second experiences of those milestones were much less awkward and full of angst.
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