I bit my lip, not quite sure how to do this. I paced in the empty break room, the faint smell of burnt popcorn that seeps into the cheap plastic, all around.
“I’ll walk up to him. I’ll walk up and tell him how I feel. I’ll walk in and just say… What will I say? You can’t even get it out to yourself let alone in front of him. What is so hard? It’s the 21st century, just walk up and ask.”
I’ve done this before. When I was in high school I remember pacing in the parking lot across the street from a girls house. I paced there for an hour.
“I’m not that scared boy anymore right? He’s sitting there just down the hall. He seemed interested… He’s interested, right?”
Steeling my heart, I turned the corner of the break room and out into the hallway.
“I’ve been looking for you,” voice purring from Michaels throat.
My vision narrowed in making me feel like I was trapped. Fight or flight, but I froze, like a doe scenting a predator.
“Well, you found me, ” I said lamely.
Pelgris 