Maria Rachel Hooley
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David Johnson smiled at me today.
I was walking down the hall, and one of the other football players ran into me, knocking all my stuff to the floor. As I bent to pick it up, David suddenly appeared--not that I was aware. I thought it was some other dumb jock who'd deigned to help. The only reason I even knew it was a jock was I could see the tail of his jersey. I didn't realize it was David until our hands collided and he said, "Sorry, Cee Cee."