A Date 6 Months in the Making
The only time I truly
dread Fridays is when they've been turned into high pressure date nights. I
usually end up getting a small amount of sleep the night before and spend the
whole day panicking while my friends send me “don’t jump” messages.
But Friday with Smitie
came sooner than I expected and the pre-date movie night (aka the night I spent
with The Cousin) had me feeling less on edge. He picked me up for dinner and a
show. My usual route to making a guy not like me is to flip the switch to nerdy
Blue and let my freak flag wave, but I was walking a fine line. While I wanted
Smitie to find me resistible I didn’t want him reporting back to The Cousin
that I was loony tunes.
Also he cleared up the whole 6 months of cold shoulder, apparently he thought I was dating someone in the ward. I have to admit there is another guy that I haven't mentioned and I can see why he thought something may be going on. I'll get to more of that later. So I guess he was kinda off the hook, buuut that didn't mean I was ready to swoon anytime soon, if ever.
After dinner we were
driving to a show when we started talking about our passions. I’m going to let
you in on one of my pet peeves. People who claim to love love love something
and end up knowing little to nothing about it. Don’t tell me you are obsessed
with Shakespeare after only reading Romeo and Juliet in high school, don’t tell
me country music is all you listen to than blink in confusion when I mention
Garth Brooks, and do not tell me Jane Austen is your favorite person after only
watching Pride and Prejudice.
I get that I take my
obsessions to an unhealthy level, but I want the guy I like to at least have
the decency to be knee deep in crazy town over some odd fixation.
Phew, ok let’s get
back on track. We got to the show and I could tell he was trying to start
something. There was a whole lot of nudging, knee touching, and flirty eyes,
but my body language suggested a complete lock down. He’s attractive and
everything, but that only goes so far.
I’m not even going to
tell you about the door scene because I’m still trying to scrap it out of my
memory. I don’t know if he’ll ask me out again, but I do know I need to make
something happen with the Cousin. Any ideas?
-The Bluestocking
2 comments:
Every time I heard "The Cousin" I think you're talking about YOUR cousin! Like you're trying to initiate some kind of Arrested Development scheme... haha
Ew haha. I need to come up with a new name for him ASAP.
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