I was at school.
Walking to the CS building, passing the Career Center.
At a desk sat a boy.
"Ooh." I thought. "That is one fine lookin specimen."
I walked on, feeling slightly happier. I mean, just knowing there are guys that good looking out there is a real comfort.
I go to math. Learn about stuff. Like Simple Interest.
"Haha, I've got Simple Interest. In that HOT GUY sitting at the Career Center." I chuckled inside.
Class was dismissed. I started for the library.
Once again, I was passing the Career Center.
I had stopped thinking about the boy.
But then I saw him again.
He was standing up, with a jacket on. Talking to girls. Gross.
Maybe his shift was ending?
I'm looking for a career. Maybe he can help me find out what my "options" are.....if you know what I mean.
Oh well, like I'd actually have the guts to talk to him anyway.
Wynona Judd's song I saw the light just started playing in my ears. I had my earphones in, jammin to my pod. That's a good song. Classic Country.
I looked at the TV on the wall as I continued walking. CNN was on.
The bottom had catching text that read: OKLAHOMA TORNADO. They were showing footage of destruction and misery.
I wanted to watch that. Because I'm morbid.
I stood for a moment, not really in the middle of the hallway, more to the side.
"I should get to the library." I thought.
I pulled out one of my headphones.
"Sorry, what?" I asked innocently.
"Oh I just was asking when that happened." the hot boy asked. THE hot boy. THE hot boy I'd been drooling over just moments ago.
"Oh, sorry, I couldn't hear you." I replied stupidly.
"Yeah, I know, I tried asking you when you had your back turned, but you didn't answer."
OH CRAP!!!! HOW LONG HAD HE BEEN STANDING THERE??????
"Haha. I wasn't trying to ignore you." I instantly regretted my statement, knowing is was LAME.
"Yeah, so when did that happen?" He asked, referring obviously to the footage on the screen.
"Oh, I don't know. Today?"
"Today? Are you sure."
"Not really. It hasn't said, I don't think."
"Oh, alright. See ya."
Then he walked away.
I had a difficult time keeping myself in an upright position for a moment.
Had that hot boy, THE hot boy, just spoken to me?
More importantly, did I really just say all those lame things in that really lame voice??
My whole being was just screaming- NERD!!!
But he had spoken to me. HE spoke to ME!!
And he saw the back of my head, which if I do say so myself, looked very nice today, because I did my hair in these cool braids.
But....I had my headphones in, and I totally didn't hear him the first time. Oh my GOSH, that is so embarrassing. I don't know why. But it IS.
I hope I looked good. I hope he was so stunned by my radiant beauty that he remembers my face and maybe next time I walk past the Career Center and he's sitting at that desk, he will smile at me. Maybe a funny wave. Even a pity wave, that's all I ask for.
I'm picturing it now. It'd be just like a scene in those movies where the main girl is really lame when you first meet her. I'm picturing a Sandra Bullock type character. I'd go up to him, thinking I was clever and funny and say (as I had my earphones in). "Haha, don't try and ask me anything." Then point at my ears. Then everyone in the audience would cringe at the awkward sight. He too, would be cringing. Inside, I would be cringing more than all of you put together because I KNOW it's so ridiculous what I just said. He'd give me a sympathetic smile, hoping I'd leave. I'd maybe throw in a few more forced chuckles to try and imply I really was cool, but so obviously was not. Then I'd turn and walk away. THEN the school would be attacked by evil ninjas and one would take me hostage. "Help me!" I'd scream in a 'damsel in distress' sort of way. Career Center boy would step out from behind the front desk, ready to save the day. "Excuse me Evil Ninja, but I think you should let the lady go." His voice husky and challenging.
Well, I think you know where this is going. Yes, you're correct. The shark gets away, leaving few survivors in his wake. But then he's defeated by a Panda. And the Humbolt squid take over the sea...and eventually....the world. The end.
Until next time. Peace!
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
I was at school.
Posted by Dusty at 8:10 PM