Lonely Whales

Experience

She poked my head a woke me up way to early for me to function.
She told me to hurry up.
I didn't question it.
It was Sunday.
Perhaps she's gonna take me out somewhere nice today.

When she pulled up to the place she drove us to, we were apparently and hour late.
From what she had told me at least.
I had to change my outfit at least 10 times.
She said she doesn't want to be seen in public with me looking weird..
But that's not her fault.
I do have some tendencies of looking unappealing.
She just wanted me to look my best for her.
So in the end, she was the one who ended up choosing my outfit.

When we entered the building, there was pottery everywhere.
I guess if I had read the sign, I would have known that this was a pottery place.
I guess that's a thing that people find fun.

Her face lit up.
Her smile is so infectious.
I grinned.

She looked at me.
Scanning my body.
I wiped the grin away and stood up straight.
She was staring at my legs.
My mind went crazy trying to figure out what I did.
She turned back around and walked up to the front desk.
She talked with the person at front and a little while later, the person lead us to the back of the building.

We were brought to a little room and sat down. A woman stood at the front of the room and we started doing pottery stuff.

Stares, glares, and cotton candy grins made the bee hive between my rib cage come alive. I felt nervous. And rightfully so. She has a lot of experience with this.
Especially with me.