| So back in freshman year of high school I knew this HB7 through a mutual friend, we'd only spoken about once or twice total. In her sophomore year she transferred out to another school, didn't see or think about her since. Then today outside of my class while waiting for the professor, she asked me if i had gone to the same high school as her way back when. I told her yeah, and we began small talk.
HB7: So where do you work?
ME: I can't tell you that. It's classified information.
HB7: What?!
ME: Alright (kneeling into her with my mouth covering my face), I work for the CIA.
HB7: *Laughs
I stop talking and turn my body to her to show disinterest. Now although this probably wasn't the best thing to do, I noticed that EVERY time I did this, she would keep trying to spark the conversation right back up. But I would never give her the typical responses she's probably used to hearing in a daily conversation, so she wanted more.
HB7: So where do you plan to transfer after finishing our community college?
ME: I'm transferring to clown college to major in criminology. What about you?
HB7: Haha, you're a really sarcastic guy aren't you?
ME: Yeah (winks)
HB7: So do you have a girlfriend?
ME: No, no one can tame this lion (stroking my fingers through my hair dramatically)
HB7: I just got out of a 3 year relationship with this crazy guy, I cant deal with guys, they're crazy.
ME: ONLY 3 years? yeah, I can't stand guys either. They're all nutty. What about you? Do you have a girlfriend?
at this point, some girl sitting outside with us gives me a strange look
ME: hey, don't give me that kind of glare, yeah i saw that! (sarcastically)
the girl then laughs, and then i turn away and continue conversation with the HB7.
HB7: I want to major in broadcast journalism, to eventually become a TV anchor
ME: Pffff, I can't see you doing that!
HB7: Why not?
ME: Look at you! You've hardly made any direct eye contact with me, and the way you fold your arms so defensively!
HB7: Oh I can't look people directly in the eye, I hate it.
ME: And that's why you'll never make it!
After this, we talked a little more until the professor finally came. Now here's the best part of the whole thing. Our classroom has stadium seating, so to get out of your seat means climbing over a ton of people just like at a movie theater. Anyways, I went to sit in the back with my friend (who is a girl, so +points for social proof!), and the HB7 sat down in the front. Then all of the sudden, out of nowhere she walks over to the back of the room to sit right by me. I look at her and say "Oh so now you're stalking me?" with a sarcastic smile. She laughs and said "Oh yes".
Anyways, I didn't follow up after class because everything was in such a rush and she had to jump to her next class. I mean there's no rush, I'll see her tomorrow anyways.
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