Note: I’m trying to go back to writing fiction, and I realized that I love writing one liners and short dialogues, but there’s no story attached to them. So I decided to expand these one liners into short scenes. This story started with the line “And I am just gonna die about being awkward.”
And I am just gonna die about being awkward. No, I don’t have pimples, or eyeglasses, or advanced coding skills, but I have an over-active brain that likes controlling my mouth. He was just reading a book and she had her head on his lap, and I had to ask them what time it was.
They were startled. Yes, it’s not only them that was in this garden on a school day. People are allowed here right? We are all wearing the same uniform, so I guess we are from the same school, but I don’t know you guys, but we’ve probably seen each other in the hallways, or not.
And I just kept talking, when I could have stopped, and if I did just that they would have adjusted to the fact that another human being was in their presence, their facial muscles would have relaxed, and they would have answered my freaking question, good day to you, I said good day!
But he smiled as I kept yammering on, over-explaining why I asked the question when I didn’t have to. She was irritated, looking at me like I was a serial killer on a word rampage.
But he smiled. I said sorry for bothering them, and oh I need to go because I might be late. He had this tiny curve up his mouth, like an amused crease, an I’ve-never-encountered-that-kind-of-human-before.
I got out of there quick, but now all I could think of was his smile, when I never wanted to, that wasn’t my intention, that wasn’t my intention at all, I don’t get in between people, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t.
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