This meeting .. oh God, I can't even seem to find
This meeting .. oh God, I can't even seem to find the words .. but I must, for this is by far among the craziest things I've ever done.
So boy meets girl ... on a stinking platform ... they exchange words, girl cannot compel herself to leave boy, though she's got SOME exam beginning in 10 hours
So girl meets boy and keeps thinking about it every time she steps out of the exam room, excited at the sole idea that she's gonna talk to him, and that he's gonna talk to her
So boy meets girl and tries to get her out of her bedroom, out of her desk seat, out into a bar
So girl meets boy and thinks he's cute enough, tempted, much?
So boy met girl, gave her his number and girl who met boy couldn't refrain herself texting him .. so boy said to girl that he wanna kiss her
So girl began wondering ... and braced herself to the one meeting they were allowed
After arriving supposedly late at the show, I realized that I was just on time to see my girl friend dancing the first part of the show that I had missed the day before.
Uneasy, I kept checking my mobile and scanning the crowd ... awkward in my not-so-dramatic heels, I left the crowd, took a seat on a low stone wall and waited, painting my nails black where the coat had gone.
First I saw one guy coming, and I prayed to God it wasn't him: too small, too ugly.
Then I saw him, striding past, arms slightly lagging behind him, resolute. I recognized his green Abercrombie polo shirt at once. The gentleman began scanning the crowd. I didn't move until I received a text confirming his identity "You there? I'm before the show right now"
Then more texting leading him on, until the final clue got him finding me.
I had to smile him into a dead stop, I think he was at first not even recognizing me ... I made a move towards kissing him goodnight but he just sat down at my side.
I told him how fun it was, leading him on, and he was amused. He asked whether we should go eat something and I replied that I was too stressed out to even eat...
So, not even pissed, boy who had just met girl invited her to a drink... We made rounds, he proposed the Jazzy Bar but I told him the story of my fainting in that place and he just agreed. We finally found an overcrowded bar, in front of which he asked me if I could take it. After checking the crowd at length, I told him I could not. We went for another round, where he told me about his VAE, and came back to said bar. Seeing my uneasiness, he suggested we should move towards the Barachois and grab something to drink there.
We found a quite ugly bar, and took a seat at a kind of light iron table on the pavement. I ordered a "Soleil couchant" and he went for a draught. We talked and talked and he kept coming back on our unlikely meeting on that crazy platform. He told me I was beautiful without really saying it
"Tu es dure avec toi même ... Je cite ton texto "Je suis moche" "
"Qu'est-ce qui fait qu'on laisse s'échapper une fille comme toi?"
I'll come back to the details later, I feel like suffocating right now ...
