The Bench

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I saw Noora sitting on the bench with her friend Eva listening to music with her ear buds as I was walking up to make a move on her. The closer I got I could hear Noora singing to Eva playfully while she giggled. She looked up to see me standing behind her. Slightly flustered  Noora took her phone back.

I sat down next to her, smiled, and said
"Justin Bieber? Cool.."

It was cute watching Noora trying to casually play it off
"It's not something I listen to, bit eh...It was because eh...Whatever. O don't need to explain myself to you anyway."

She looked away then back at me and said
"Is thete something? Something you wan't?"

I looked at her and asked
"Will you come home with me to do homework?"

She laughed and said
"Excuse me, Wilhelm."

"William" I corrected. Did she really not know who I was or was she clearly messing with me.

"That pretty much answers the question, don't you think?" continued Noora

"What?" I replied

"I don't even know your name."

How could she not know who I was I wondered
"Call me what you want."

"Yeah but then...Then I choose to call you asshole."

Funny. I should have known that statement would bring a sassy comeback.

"You think it was funny?" she asked

"Are you coming?"

She sighed

"I thought I answered quite clearly, but...No."

She was playing a lot harder to get then I expected but I wasn't going to give up so easily. I got up and started to walk to my car. I turned around and said

"Let me know when you change your mind."

as I was turning back into the direction of my car she commented back

"Go home and wait for it."

I grabbed the small piece of paper off my windshield before slipping into my car driving away. I'm just gonna have to try a different tactic next time.


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⏰ Last updated: Jan 13, 2018 ⏰

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