I walked in to Jill's Coffee Shop and sat down at a table across from him. His name was him because I didn't know him. I've has my eyes on this coffeecake for days now and finally built up the courage to finally talk to him, but it was a disaster.
I waddled on to table 6 in a skater skirt, and sweater shirt with a white beanie.
"Hi!, umm...soo....I was looking over at you across the table....." I was having nervous breakdown, anxiety attack, and everything else in the book of panic.
"Hold that thought" he said. "So you were stalking me."
"That is definitely not stalking." I yelled in a harsh voice, stomping away from the table.
"Wait!", he yelled.
"I like you.. my name is Jason, Jason McCormick, and I would love to know if you wanted to go on a date with me to the Bistro."
A part of me was pissed of but another part of me was like fuck yeah. I turned around slowly and nodded my head. I walked out the coffee shop smiling.
