Crash And Burn

12

Sage pov
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God I made such a huge embarrassment out of myself in front of him.

Why am I so socially awkward? why can't I just be normal and out going?

Why do I Have to be nervous and awkward?

I literally just met him nearly am hour ago, and I managed to probably make him think I'm a loser.

God? what's wrong with me?

I sigh, shaking the thought away.

Just don't dwell on it, you most likely wont see him again.

Well, who knows, I won't know until monday, when I get my classes.

I let the thought slip from my mind, mindlessly heading to a small area outside.

It's the perfect weather.

Not to cold, and not to hot.

I absolutely hate any tempura re over 65.

It's way to fucking hot and im forced to wear shorts and tank tops.

Which I simply don't feel comfortable in what so eever

I decide to subside my thoughts with some music.

So with that, I pull out my ear phones, scrolling thought my song playlist.

'Deciding on dear Maria, count me in, by all time low.

I got your picture, I'm comin with you, dear Maria count me in.

There's a story at the bottom of this bottle and I'm the pen.'

I relax to the intro of the song, smiling smally.

Music always calms me after situations like that.

No not awkward ones, like with kyler.

Anxiety attacking ones like in the lunch room.

Attention and stares give me bad anxiety.

And I wanted to cry when that guy called loser after us, not because he called me a loser, but because my fear was confirmed.

They were watching.

I can be a very out going, fun person.

But I'm bad with alot of people, strangers at that.

Now I don't have social anxiety or anything, iv never had an attack.

I just get over whelmed to easily.

I let out a sigh, looking at the evening sky.

Colors consisting of orange, pink, and blue blend together perfectly, to create the perfect sunset.

Now that's not something I do typically, watch the sun set, I just don't want to go back to my dorm.

I don't have anyone rooming with me, which is more of a relief than it is a loss.

But I still have neighbors.

And I blast my music.

Well the bands I like are typically louder, not like screamo, but there louder than Katy perry.

But to be honest I like pop, I grew up listening to it with my mom, then my dad liked country, and I found punk on my own.

So I like a different varity of music.

Suddenly someone puts a hand on my shoulder, I jump slightly, looking back to see Jesse.

I smile, taking out one ear phone.