That wasn't Aaron....

So I swear I saw my friend Aaron Tomaselli walking past the media center on that particular day.
Now just as some context.
Aaron and Lane lived next to Hallie and I sophomore year and we all became great friends.
And I stayed friends with them after all the craziness of last year.
And I don't get to see them very often because they are busy little enginerds and hardly ever go out and just don't have time.

But I swear I saw Aaron.
He had the same hair.
Same gait.
Same long board.
Same sort of long board.
Similar face.

Wasn't him.

I ran through the back door of the media center.
Turn the corner and yelled AARON!
Wasn't him.
He turned around,
I just said, crap youre not him.
And ran back to the back door.

And hid my head,
Because I was that girl...