"Sorry I didn't recognise you as the guy who got injured, I-I was listening to my music whilst you were playing so I wasn't paying that much attention to the guy who got hurt." I told him as my stomach began to twist and my palms got sweaty, I hate conversations with new people.
"It's okay, so what music do you like?" he asked me curiously since I always had music on at the games.
"I like country music so people like Jake Bugg, Carrie Underwood and some of Avril Lavinge and Alt-J" I told him nervously as he asked me questions, usually I got judged for my music choice so this didn't help the situation.
"I LOVE ALT-J" he told me, raising his hand as if he was going to high five me so I slapped his hand and then realized he was waving to someone in the distance, oh shit.
"B-Bye Popular!" I said to him quickly before grabbing my things and running off to the car to wait for my brother, I felt extremely anxious as I walked past people buying food and I began to feel dizzy. After what felt like a marathon I reached the car and got inside, trying to calm myself down, I had just humiliated myself in front of a cute guy who showed interest in me and then ran off close to feinting. Well done Shy!
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Shy And Popular
Short StoryWhen Shy meets Popular. HE/SHE SERIES: 1st book- 'Shy And Popular' 2nd book- 'The Bad Boy And The Prankster' 3rd book - 'The Daydreamer and The Joker' {CAN BE READ AS STAND ALONE NOVELS} {Completed, Edited}
