Early in her sophomore year he met her friend Jen Buchholz, who was also studying CPR in preparation for a five-day wilderness trip to Dartmouth. “I asked Jen who her friends were to get to know her,” he said. “When she said Ana Bowens, I left out that very guttural, ‘Oh, I like her mood.’ That night, Ms. Bowens, encouraged by a Keystone Light at a fraternity party, was going to do something that would slow Mr. Schenk’s college dating -Experience.
“She put her hand on my chest, flicked her hair and said,” Well, I hear you’re digging my mood, “he said. Mr. Schenk was hit sideways.” The moment she did that, I decided, to learn all I could about her as soon as possible. “The start of a violent campaign to become her friend had begun.
At first Mrs. Bowens indulged it. When she didn’t meet him to study or hang out with mutual friends, she would reply to his long, curious emails. “I learned how ambitious and intelligent she was and that her mother and uncle are UCLA alumni,” he said. “When she told me she was Jewish, which is important to me, I said, ‘OK, let’s sum that up. ‘“His attempt to break the acquaintance phase and move on to something more serious was premature.
Just three weeks into the second year, he asked her about a meeting point on the futon in his dormitory for a Portugal.the Man concert on condition that she be present as his girlfriend. Mrs. Bowens, surprised, said no and immediately left his dormitory. “I was freaking out,” she said. “There was too much pressure.”
On the phone she told her mother what had happened. Judith Bowens was less concerned about the audacity of her daughter’s friend than that she was quick to see his plan. “I told her Benjamin would play the long game,” said Ms. Bowens. “He wanted this to be something that would last.”
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