Ashton: After your first exam, you're as tired as a dog. You and a few friends walk over to the campus coffee shop for a pick-me-up. After getting your black coffee, you take a seat in the back corner of the room. You immediately notice a cute guy with wild hair sitting at the other side of the room, meeting gazes with his at the same time. Your friends call your name three times before you shake out of your gaze. When you look back over, he's gone. -Funny-, you think to yourself. Just as you go back to talking with your friends, you feel a tap on your shoulder.
"I think you dropped this," mystery boy says as he hands you a pencil.
"That's not mine," You say, laughing a bit.
"I know, I just needed an excuse to come and talk to you."
Your friends found an excuse to leave, allowing the two of you to talk and flirt for the next three hours.
Calum: It's a routine that every Saturday morning, you wake up at 5, and get to the gym by 6. Nine times out of ten, you have the place to yourself. But this time was different. Going through your usual routine, you end up at the squat rack. Before long, you're startled by a figure walking towards you. You pay no attention, pushing through the last rep. When you're finally done, you turn around to see who was there. You find a tall, dark, and handsome boy checking you out, rather bluntly.
"See something you like?" You call, not expecting a response.
"You," He smirked back.
"You think you could help me?" You start your famous pick up line. "I can never get my-"
"Oh, I think you're plenty capable," He says, walking off. Confused, you follow him to the weights.
"Um, excuse me, you just said you like me and now you're walking away? You're such a girl."
"Oh, darlin', I'm all man."
"Prove it- ask me out."
"I don't like being told what to do."
"I don't like pussies."
At the end of your exchange, you were standing less than a foot from his face, staring each other down.
"Are you free tonight?"
Luke: You were supposed to meet your date at a café in the park, but once again, he bailed. You already had reservations and wasn't planning on canceling, so you decided to go by yourself and maybe read a good book. It was a little pathetic, but you thought it was better than sitting at home.
"Hello, miss, are you still waiting for someone?" Asked a tall, blonde waiter.
"No, just me," you replied.
"Oh," He said, almost a little too happy. "Well..." He began.
"Yes?"
"Well, okay, so, ha, okay, so, my friends are always telling me to be brave and stuff and if I see something I want go for it so, ha, are you seeing anyone?"
"Nah, just waiting for the right, nervous, cute waiter to come and ask me coffee."
"Well, I'm free now."
"You're working?"
"Oh, right. Tomorrow then?"
"It's a date."
Michael:
You hated skiing. You thought you'd at least try because your friends all loved it and wanted you to too. However, you sucked so you hated it. Your friends convinced you to go down a blue path and halfway down, you began picking up way too much speed and ended up running into a guy. You both toppled down.
You felt so bad, you immediately began apologizing.
"I am so sorry, i'm such a clutz, i'm really no good at this, my friends made me-"
Laughing, he replied, "It happens all the time. Here, let me help you up."
You felt embarrassed, not only because you ran into someone, but because that someone was very cute.
"Hey, if you need lessons, i could always help you."
"Can we call it a date," You asked, half joking, half completely serous.
"Sure," He said, smirking.
