Starting Points
As they approached, I tried pulling myself together, but I couldn’t get a grip. My mind was racing at Mach speeds and I could feel my body getting hot from nervousness. I prayed that I wouldn’t get so nervous that I would start sweating profusely. That would definitely kill me, not to mention make her run away in absolute horror.
Somehow, I made it through the initial pleasantries and I even managed to crack a few jokes while I waited for the girls to leave. Sensing that something was up, the girls refused to budge. As the conversation slowly ground to a halt, I realized that they would not leave; just so they could see one of their classmates make a total ass out of himself in front of the girl that he liked. Girls, they’re evil I tell you. Evil.
Fortunately, she was much wiser and forceful than I was. She ended up urging and shooing her friends to go home. After she successfully forced the last girl to go, promising that she’d call her as soon as she got home, we found ourselves suddenly very alone. Almost all of our other schoolmates had disappeared from the area.
It was if fate had intervened and was watching with mirth as I fell apart from the inside out.
