I am such a die-hard when I want something, I so hate to lose, or fail to get it. Everything possible to achieve it that's me.

Today, cute boy comes up and stands beside me while I am working alone at the start of work. He looks at me, long and hard and smirks, keeps smirking. I start off ignoring him until I decide to act my age and respond.

"Hey, howya doing?" Then, I inquire about the mischievous smirk on his face I wonder where it is from, can it be from standing me up yet again 2 days ago, he is trying to make up for it with a smile. Nah! today's not that kind of day this is AM, I needed an explanation and I knew I wouldn't be getting any so I continue to scribble acting like he's not there. He stands beside me again, and I smell his skin, and see the hairs on his hands stand up. I wonder why is he doing this...why?

We exchange some small talk and he leaves, quickly, avoiding what should be a longer, more informal conversation.

At the end of work, he is walking out and screams out something to his friends. I run out to meet him, my stupid self does the walking for me. I ask him, "Why do you continue to jerk me around?" And he replies, mischievous smirk in hand, "you're the one who wants to jerk me around?"

I smile and shudder, so he knows that? He knows, then why the fuck doesn't he take a fucking clue? In response, I say, "And you know it?" He laughs and runs, as fast as his scrawny legs can, and I smile, hoping for another time when we can both exchange smiles, breaths, and possibly more.


Getting laid has never been so hard.