She's all that and a bag of chips

Stupid feet!

Awkward. I'm just really REALLY
awkward.

"Stupid feet!" I yell to no one in particular.

"Well I know I have good looks, but I didn't know I could fluster one girl that much."
" Mmhmm you keep thinking that whatever your name is, mister, I gotta get to class" I know, that I know his name, but I would never give such a manwhore the time of day, or pleasure of knowing that I know his name.
"Hey! Wait up! That was a pretty gnarly speech in there, took guts, I must say. We're headed the same way, mind if I walk you to your class?" Dalton asks, more like begs. I have nothing against the guy, i don't honestly, he seams like he's nice enough, but I've never let a guy get close to me. I don't know how one person could change me that much. After what happened with Max and Siera, I don't know if I'll ever be able to have the same trust level with people, especially boys. He didn't cheat on me, or anything like that, and we never dated.... But he broke my heart...
Wellllllll he would've, had I stayed around that family. His sister, Siera, my once best friend, broke my trust, but I'll save that for another time. I got so lost in my train of thought I forgot I was walking with the dodo bird to my left.
"-iday night?"
" Huh? Sorry, can you repeat the last 2 minutes of you talking? I didn't hear you."
"I saiiiid, that I really liked the little speach you did back there, and I was wandering if, I don't know, you wanted to go to the Republican Debate Party I'm having at my house after the big game this Friday night?" Dalton questions while scratching the back of his neck.
"I don't really know you... so....yeahhh"
He  rolls his eyes and chuckles at this, "Well I'm trying to change that." Now it's my turn to giggle, is he flirting with me? Nahhh, he couldn't be. Nobody flirts with me, especially the quarter back of the football team.  Me being my awkward self glance up into his not so surprisingly beautiful vibrant green eyes, with my arctic blue ones.  I quickly look away.
"Well, this is my stop." I say hoping he gets the point and scrams.
"You never answered my question about my party, will you come? You know what you don't have to answer that right now, just text me?"
I'm about to tell him 1. I don't have his number, and 2. I DONT KNOW HIM!! But he then hands me my phone, and quickly yells,
" You should probably change your password, 0000, is so easy, you'd think such a smart girl would know better!"
I stand there and gawk at him.
He stole my phone! That little son of a biscuit eating bulldog! I head into class 30 seconds before the bell rings, only to see that the idiot took selfies, and added his contact under, 😍😘Hottie quarterback Dalton😘😍. Here is where I face palm. And then accidentally, fall, thankfully nobody saw that. That was a close one.
"Stupid feet!" I quietly mutter.