There’s a new creeper on the scene. He sits behind me in math and he never shuts up. After playing with my hair, going through my purse, and being politely rejected from an invitation to a picnic with him and some of his friends, he still hasn’t gotten the idea that I’m not interested.
Oh, he’s a real killer. He thinks he’s downright hilarious and claims that he has two personalities: the immature kid in school and the mature dude outside school. And the chatting? Oh my gosh. I cannot stand chatters. It’s really okay not to blurt out every thought that goes through one’s head.
Anyway, AP tests are being held in the band room, so the band has moved into the auditorium. Since I get into school with relatively ample time before the warning bell rings, I hang out in the music hall with some friends. AP testers also hang out here to wait for the band room to open. As it so happens, the Human Kamikaze Fly turned into the hall because he had to take the English Composition exam. I pretended I didn’t see him (I have awesome ignoring powers) and continued talking. Unfortunately, as we were all really tired, the conversation lagged. The creeper pounced.
“So how’s my little cupcake doing?”
My little cupcake?!
*Cue a dirty look, the warning bell, and a quick escape into the auditorium*
When guys see me, do they get some fantastic urge to annoy me?
7 Comments
May 14, 2009 at 11:34 pm
Hannah you are so beautiful that you attract young men like moths to a flame. They can’t help themselves. They have a chemical imbalance in their brains.
I loathe people who talk constantly. There is a nurse at work I call “Ken W”. The W stands for “won’t shut up”. I’ll say it right in front of him and the whole O.R. He can empty a lounge quicker than a full code.
May 15, 2009 at 12:46 am
Okay, he’s an 18 year old BOY. Okay, he’s socially inept. And maybe he’s in a family of all boys and just doesn’t get it about girls. But Maybe he’s a Gilbert at heart. “Don’t toss it away, Anne, for some ridiculous idea that doesn’t exist.”
Now I’m just sayin’. Cuz I know Dad and the brothers have your back.
May 15, 2009 at 1:12 am
Hannah, Don’t be so naive! Do not allow any idiot to do that to you again. Boys that age have one thing on the mind and it isn’t in your best interest. Rooting through your purse, talking, playing with your hair is ALL OFF LIMITS.
While in class, loudly enough for your un-attentive teacher to hear, yell at him to cease. If you get reprimanded let me know… there WILL be a “conversation”!
May 15, 2009 at 10:01 am
Well maybe not at your back. More at your hip.
May 15, 2009 at 3:38 pm
Ha ha ha! Just continue to ignore him.
May 18, 2009 at 1:41 pm
in the words of arrested development, “NO TOUCHING!”
but when I was in high school, guys I know would come along and pick me up and toss me over their shoulders….so, what are you gonna do?
give him that look of death that you’re so good at, and then say in cold tones, “i am no man’s cupcake. objectify me again, and you’ll be getting a visit from my father and uncles.”
unless if you like him, in which case, you should smile.
May 21, 2009 at 5:10 am
Kick him in the balls.