or the last thirty minutes, I’ve been invariably groaning and rubbing my temples being continually urged to “chill” by the boy next to me. I wasn’t sure if he was serious or not. Although, I still can’t believe that I’d be with this annoying dipshit for three more hours.
“So, was that a yes or a no? Seriously, I don’t understand you,” He states for the thirteenth time just as he scans my face for an answer. However, I stay silent for an instant. “Alright! I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Dude. You seriously need to chill,” I disclose coolly.
“First of all, the name’s Mason. And second, Yes. I need to chill. And by ‘chill’ I mean Netflix and Chill,” He convulses.
“Wow, you are such a man whore. Why are you so desperate anyways?” “Oh come on, how …show more content…
I’m listening,” He insists determinedly. I clear my throat and start stating facts about me. It was extremely awkward at first because I’m telling random & personal things about myself to this boy who I spilled my tea earlier I barely know, but then he made it less unwieldy. I slowly opened up to him bit by bit – His voice and accent was just so comforting & shockingly amusing at the same time. Plus, he was so into my story about the most embarrassing moment at my high school in Grand Rapids.
So this is basically what happened: Last year, during my sophomore days (also known as my worst year ever), I was walking down the stairs as I was heading to my Chemistry class. I noticed there were a bunch of seniors walking together behind me. I tried to go down the stairwell faster because I know how those people treat underclassmen. Of course, Thanks a lot to my very good balancing, I slipped on one stair and the diet coke I was holding fell on the steps in front of me. I started to slip on the coke and I fell really hard on my ass. I started falling down the stairs, one at a time… still on my butt. The back of my pants was soaked in pop and the seniors behind me were basically in shock and started laughing at how awkward the fall
“So, was that a yes or a no? Seriously, I don’t understand you,” He states for the thirteenth time just as he scans my face for an answer. However, I stay silent for an instant. “Alright! I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Dude. You seriously need to chill,” I disclose coolly.
“First of all, the name’s Mason. And second, Yes. I need to chill. And by ‘chill’ I mean Netflix and Chill,” He convulses.
“Wow, you are such a man whore. Why are you so desperate anyways?” “Oh come on, how …show more content…
I’m listening,” He insists determinedly. I clear my throat and start stating facts about me. It was extremely awkward at first because I’m telling random & personal things about myself to this boy who I spilled my tea earlier I barely know, but then he made it less unwieldy. I slowly opened up to him bit by bit – His voice and accent was just so comforting & shockingly amusing at the same time. Plus, he was so into my story about the most embarrassing moment at my high school in Grand Rapids.
So this is basically what happened: Last year, during my sophomore days (also known as my worst year ever), I was walking down the stairs as I was heading to my Chemistry class. I noticed there were a bunch of seniors walking together behind me. I tried to go down the stairwell faster because I know how those people treat underclassmen. Of course, Thanks a lot to my very good balancing, I slipped on one stair and the diet coke I was holding fell on the steps in front of me. I started to slip on the coke and I fell really hard on my ass. I started falling down the stairs, one at a time… still on my butt. The back of my pants was soaked in pop and the seniors behind me were basically in shock and started laughing at how awkward the fall