FAIL!!
Date: Jun 17th, 2009 - Subscribe
Mood: my first attempt to write teen movie/ meg cabot type of literature
it seems like with every breath i take, the louder my heart beats. i feel like the blood is rushing to my forehead. i know for a fact that i am all red. this is never a good look for me. my round face when red looks so much like a tomato with eyeballs.
i try to walk over again. it is so difficult. one whiff of his scent and again i'm hurrying back to my nonchalant corner of the restaurant with my verbose yet very amusing best friend, lexy.
"Go talk to him!," lexy says again. she doesn't get it. she never gets it. her quirkiness is so overwhelming that even when rejection does come her way she's too high on her on explosiveness that she doesn't even notice.
Maybe, if i try a more coincidential approach. I BUMP HIM! i wait for him to leave his table..oh but then he might be in a hurry to go somewhere..no no no..maybe when he gets up to the bathroom..no then i'd be stalling his pee break..mm..or maybe..maybe i just...arghh..maybe i just sit here and wallow as lexy goes on and on about her tales of sex and margharitas.
he's leaving!! come on, nerves we got this!..ok...breathe..god, lexy has to shut up! she's messin up my gameplan...oh god..slowly...slowwwwlllyyyy...now i'm right behind him...god, he smells good!...his stopping to put coins in the tip jar..my, he's so much taller up close..here it goes..
i tap his shoulder...he yelps!! starts to groan!!..oh fuck!!..i guess i was too mesmerized to notice his arm in a sling! probably a dislocated shoulder....fuck..and i guess my nerves too tightly bound caused a stronger tap than i thought..he's grabbed a hold on his arm..still slightly groaning in pain.. he turns around and sees me..me and my tomato head with a jaw dropped to the floor...i say quickly and in a pitch only heard by dogs, "sorry!" ...and i rush back to lexy, who is laughing her ass off at this point....
oh shit....fail....fail fail fail!
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