That Time I Got Stalked by A Dude That Was High
Hi, darlings.
It's Hump Day! Just let that sink in for bit before you continue to read this long-winded sentence. Hoohah. Has it sunk in yet? For me, it surely has! This week, I only have school 2/5 days, and guess how that makes this girl feel? If you guessed amazing, then my golly, you are a genius! Don't judge me, though. I am not skipping (okay, I am kind of skipping half a day on Thursday, but that's it!). The juniors started the MME yesterday with the ACT, and today and tomorrow are the last two days. No other grades (9th, 10th, or 12th) are allowed in school until after noon tomorrow. However, I am not going tomorrow because what do I look like going to school for three hours? Hahahhaha. Soooo not going to happen.
I had this prompt that I was going to write about today (check it out here) but I obviously have a lot to tell you guys about today, sooooo there's that. Maybe I'll post it tomorrow, or maybe I won't. Maybe I will just wait a whole week to write it! I digress! Today is the start of lent, and I've (crazily) decided to give up online shopping. Online shopping is my addiction. Like, each and every week, I go broke on clothes--not food, but clothes. I'm a teenage girl though, so it kind of does not matter! It's what I'm supposed to do....right? (And to replace online shopping, I can do the real thing! Twelve Oaks Mall is literally 10 minutes away from my house, sooooo, there's that...harhar. ;) Are you participating in lent? If so, what is something (or some things) that you are giving up?
I also kind of want to write about this crazy, stalker dude that I encountered at the mall yesterday with my friend, Treasure. Sooooo, Treasure and I were about to stand in line to grab a smoothie at some pretzel shop, but before we could even get in the line, this guy (let's call him Powder Mouth) called out, "Excuse me? Excuse me?" I did not turn around because, well, who ever talks to me, so I continued into the line. Moreover, the line kind of forced me to turn around, and yep, Powder Mouth was talking to me. This is when he walked closer to me and said, "I've been following you guys for awhile [Stop! Whatttt? Red flag number one!], and I just wanted to tell you that you are really beautiful. [Granted, that part was nice.] So, I was wondering if you could get your number?"
I awkwardly smiled and said, "I'm only fifteen." Powder Mouth looked to be around 19-20 years old. Oh! And he had some white stuff on his lips that looked disgusting, so that made talking to him even worse. Like, please clean off your face before trying to hit on a girl. Anyways, the conversation kind of went like:
"Really? You look so much older."
"Yep, I am only fifteen; I'll be sixteen soon."
"Are you sure that you are fifteen?" [*cue blank, what-the-hell stare from me* I think that I know my own age, dude!]
"I am sure that I am fifteen."
"Well, I just wanted to tell you that you are beautiful."
"Thank you, though. That's really nice."
Then, I turned around with my friend and we proceeded to get our smoothies while Powder Mouth walked away. Treasure then told me that Powder Mouth looked high, and that white stuff was probably what he was getting high on. Harhar. Good times!
That conversation was weird/sweet, but it all became really annoying/stalkerish when we bumped into this guy and his friend again while at an ATM machine. Treasure was trying to get some money when I looked up and saw Powder Mouth staring at me. I started tapping Treasure and began to rush her. Mind you, while all of this was happening, Powder Mouth and his friend were coming closer. He then walked over and asked me for my number....again. I told him that I am still only fifteen, like I hadn't just told him that less than twenty minutes ago. And he had the nerve to say, "I forgot." WHAT!!!!!?
I then deduced that he probably was high....or just really stupid. Treasure pulled me away and we sped-walked away. And the third time that we saw them, I just literally spun on my heels and booked it to the bathroom. Yep. And the award for being most awkward goes to Krishaun! *And the audience goes wilddddd.*
Tune: Dear No One by Tori Kelly
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