Without Realisation

When it started

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Guy: are you that girl who told Blair to make out with a hot dog?

Me: yes that was me.

Guy: Blair told me about you doing that, you are amazing for making her do that.

Me: hahaha thanks.

Guy: I'm Mitchell btw.

Me: hey Mitchell I'm Faith.

Mitchell: pretty name.

Me: thank you :)

This is where it all started. The drama with Mitchell Nostrom and his friend Eugene Izadore. Lana, Blair, Skye and I were always in group chats with them. We talked about random bullshit and who would hook up with who when we finally met in person. Which first off, ew and second, never in their wildest dreams.

My feelings towards those boys did change over time but in the moment I was too blind to see how stupid I was being and that my future self would feel physically sick in the stomach at the thought of doing anything sexual with those idiots.

The September holidays of 2013 were when all the awkward fake feelings started arising. They were very, very small and they gradually grew. September 7th was the first time we met up with Mitchell and Eugene. They were. Very loud and annoying and they kept moving around the cinema during the movie, which was extremely disruptive. They could never make up their minds, those two. I had to sit in between them for almost half an hour. Could you imagine. *rolls eyes*.

"Where do I sit?" I ask everyone.

Trying to squeeze all seven of us into a two person video game both, was not the brightest idea.

"Just sit on my lap" Mitchell says, patting his thighs.

Great. No thanks.

"Okay, but I'm going to kill your legs with my bum".

"Not you won't"

5 minutes later...

"Okay you're kind of killing my legs now". Everyone laughs.

"Told you" I say, laughing at the fact that I was right.

"It's okay though you can stay" Mitchell says.

This is probably as close to a vagina his penis has ever been. This is probably as close to one as he'll ever be.