Every Tuesday and Thursday I have a class on the history of Han China and it’s rather boring and thus I always show up around five minutes late. However, today a change occurred with my normal schedule. I found myself outside of my history class about ten minutes early. So I decided to grab something to snack on at the little cafe on the same floor of the building I was in. I was waiting in line when my eyes met with this cute HB8 in black leather boots. We both look away and I go to the counter and get my Cliff Bar. I walk away from the counter and lean against the stairwell and notice that the HB8 is still there and our eyes meet again. I swear it seemed as if she was doing it on purpose! Anyway, I don’t know why I didn’t open her but I went to class instead. Well my class let out early and I went into the hallway and talked with my HB7 friend. We talked for a while until all the other classes on that floor got out. There, the same HB8 makes eye contact with me again while she’s exiting a class. She sees me with the HB7 and I believe that this was DHV for me. I lose sight of the HB8 and I leave my friend and head upstairs. I see the HB8 at the top of the stairs and finally decide to approach…

Me: Hey, do I know you from somewhere?

HB8: (She shrugs her shoulders) I don’t know, maybe.

Me: What high school did you go to?

HB8: Clackamas.

Me: That might be it! My brother went there! (This is actually a true statement)

HB8: No way! What’s his name?

We continue to fluff talk about my brother and how she might know him. We find out what year we’re in at University and where we’re from.

Me: Oh, by the way my name’s Jac.

HB8: I’m [let’s call her Black Boots] Black Boots. It’s nice to meet you, I have to run to work but would you like to walk me to my car?

I leave with her and we fluff talk some more. I DHV by showing her that I speak French and by showing her that I know about some of the business stuff that she’s studying. We get to her car…

HB8: I don’t hang out much with University people; I don’t have many friends here.

Me: Why?

HB8: I don’t know why, I try to hang out with people but they never call me back or whatever.

Me: Well I’ll be your friend, give me your number and we’ll hang out sometime.

She takes my phone and puts in her number. We make tentative plans to meet up this weekend and she then gets into her beautiful Chrysler Crossfire and drives off.

My whole analysis of this situation was that I simply exhibited confidence. We obviously had something established from all the eye contact that we were making that we both noticed. Furthermore, because of this connection already existing, it made it easy to dive right into conversation. Thus I attribute my success in this close by simply showing confidence by speaking to her in the first place.
Feel free to critique, I'm just trying to improve.

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