Monday, December 13, 2010
This Totally Awesome Boy. Part Nine
I blamed it on the Stetson effing Black.
Apparently the Stetson didn't work it's magic though: I didn't try talking to him at all the next day. I didn't even think of anything.
A day or two later, he sent me a text message. “When are we gonna chill again?”
What is this kid's deal? He didn't even talk to me, and I fell asleep on our date.
“What would you wanna do?”
And why was I giving him the benefit of the doubt?
“Wanna go see a movie?”
Seriously? Another movie? At our work, where I would fall asleep, where we wouldn't even be able to talk?
“How about The Lovely Bones?”
Darn it, I wanted to see that movie.
“I guess so.”
And so once again, there we were. This time, for some reason, he pulled into my driveway. I still don't know how he figured out how to do that.
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