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leaning against the wall. She smiled at him as he approached; he said something to her and she giggled. I couldn't make out his words when he was talking with her, but it appeared that they knew each other very well.
While I was disappointed that I couldn’t expect Patrick to ask me out, I was also slightly relieved. My ego had taken quite a beating with all of my self-doubt about Patrick’s not having asked me out yet. As he walked up the stairs, the brunette turned and followed him. Just as she was about to get out of my line of sight, she turned and caught my eye, smirking as if to say, "He’s mine – so there!"
Ugh, I hate girl drama, I thought to myself. She can have him if she's going to act like that.
Kendra and I walked over, said hi to Jonathan, and admired his drum set. A few minutes later, Patrick came back down the stairs with the other girl in tow. She made a point of sitting down in a chair near the front of the room, close to where Patrick was standing. He picked his guitar up again to start the next song.
Kendra and I sat back down on the couch, and again I could feel the girl's eyes on me, almost as though she was trying to bore a hole through my head with territorial laser beams coming out of her eyeballs. I wasn’t used to being the recipient of that kind of attention. Sure, I liked it when I caught a guy’s eye, but this girl was making me feel very self-conscious and unnerved.
The band played another couple of songs, and around 9:30, Kendra and I decided to head home. We waited for the song to end, and then stood up and waved goodbye to Jonathan and headed up the stairs. I expected to hear another song starting immediately, because the band had been playing all of their music back to back.
But the music didn't start up right away. I stopped at the kitchen to pick up the plate of leftover cookies, and turned to walk toward the front door. But before I could make it out of the kitchen, Patrick appeared in the doorway, a little out of breath from running up the stairs.
"You two are leaving already?"
Kendra was just as surprised to see him as I was, and I could tell that she wanted to help the situation. "Yeah, it's my fault that we're leaving, I have a little homework to do and I need to get into bed at a decent hour tonight. May I use your bathroom before we take off?"
"Sure, it's down the hall, the second door on your right."
"Thanks, I’ll be back in a few." Kendra turned and headed down the hallway, and I found myself standing alone in the kitchen with Patrick.
"This is the fourth time I've seen you this week," he observed. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were stalking me." His dimple came out with a smile and he winked.
"Guilty as charged," I joked back. I said it with sarcasm to play along with his joke, but it was ironic that there was some truth to his statement. "I was just as surprised to see you here tonight. Jonathan gave us this address, but I didn't know who lived here. By the way, the music sounded great."
"I need to get back downstairs because the other guys are waiting for me. But, I wanted to catch you before you left. It doesn't seem like a coincidence that we've seen each other so often this week, and I'm wondering if you might want to 'accidentally' run into me on campus Tuesday night. There's a comedy club show that starts at seven o'clock in the student center, and I'd love it if you'd go with me."
After a slight pause, I said, "Sounds like fun." I could hear the surprise in my own voice as I spoke the words.
My hesitation made Patrick squirm a little, "You don't have to go if you don't want to. I just thought it would be fun to get to know you a little better."
I loved how he was so direct about asking me out instead of beating around the bush like so many guys often do. But what about the girl downstairs?
"No, don't take me wrong, I'd love to go! I was just a little confused because I thought you had a girlfriend. The brunette downstairs in the
While I was disappointed that I couldn’t expect Patrick to ask me out, I was also slightly relieved. My ego had taken quite a beating with all of my self-doubt about Patrick’s not having asked me out yet. As he walked up the stairs, the brunette turned and followed him. Just as she was about to get out of my line of sight, she turned and caught my eye, smirking as if to say, "He’s mine – so there!"
Ugh, I hate girl drama, I thought to myself. She can have him if she's going to act like that.
Kendra and I walked over, said hi to Jonathan, and admired his drum set. A few minutes later, Patrick came back down the stairs with the other girl in tow. She made a point of sitting down in a chair near the front of the room, close to where Patrick was standing. He picked his guitar up again to start the next song.
Kendra and I sat back down on the couch, and again I could feel the girl's eyes on me, almost as though she was trying to bore a hole through my head with territorial laser beams coming out of her eyeballs. I wasn’t used to being the recipient of that kind of attention. Sure, I liked it when I caught a guy’s eye, but this girl was making me feel very self-conscious and unnerved.
The band played another couple of songs, and around 9:30, Kendra and I decided to head home. We waited for the song to end, and then stood up and waved goodbye to Jonathan and headed up the stairs. I expected to hear another song starting immediately, because the band had been playing all of their music back to back.
But the music didn't start up right away. I stopped at the kitchen to pick up the plate of leftover cookies, and turned to walk toward the front door. But before I could make it out of the kitchen, Patrick appeared in the doorway, a little out of breath from running up the stairs.
"You two are leaving already?"
Kendra was just as surprised to see him as I was, and I could tell that she wanted to help the situation. "Yeah, it's my fault that we're leaving, I have a little homework to do and I need to get into bed at a decent hour tonight. May I use your bathroom before we take off?"
"Sure, it's down the hall, the second door on your right."
"Thanks, I’ll be back in a few." Kendra turned and headed down the hallway, and I found myself standing alone in the kitchen with Patrick.
"This is the fourth time I've seen you this week," he observed. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were stalking me." His dimple came out with a smile and he winked.
"Guilty as charged," I joked back. I said it with sarcasm to play along with his joke, but it was ironic that there was some truth to his statement. "I was just as surprised to see you here tonight. Jonathan gave us this address, but I didn't know who lived here. By the way, the music sounded great."
"I need to get back downstairs because the other guys are waiting for me. But, I wanted to catch you before you left. It doesn't seem like a coincidence that we've seen each other so often this week, and I'm wondering if you might want to 'accidentally' run into me on campus Tuesday night. There's a comedy club show that starts at seven o'clock in the student center, and I'd love it if you'd go with me."
After a slight pause, I said, "Sounds like fun." I could hear the surprise in my own voice as I spoke the words.
My hesitation made Patrick squirm a little, "You don't have to go if you don't want to. I just thought it would be fun to get to know you a little better."
I loved how he was so direct about asking me out instead of beating around the bush like so many guys often do. But what about the girl downstairs?
"No, don't take me wrong, I'd love to go! I was just a little confused because I thought you had a girlfriend. The brunette downstairs in the
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