Just... talking.
"And I have to get on that talking to him thing. And you have to get on talking to Madsen. Just. Talking."
Tch. Arianna doesn't think I can just talk to Madsen. That's crazy talk. Crazy talk!
... alright, maybe not. At this point, if I were to go talk to him in person, I probably wouldn't be able to just talk to him. That's not my fault! It's his ( Read more... )
Tch. Arianna doesn't think I can just talk to Madsen. That's crazy talk. Crazy talk!
... alright, maybe not. At this point, if I were to go talk to him in person, I probably wouldn't be able to just talk to him. That's not my fault! It's his ( Read more... )
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Am I the only one who understands the true art of a prank here? I was a King in high school for it, and I've proven time and again that I totally still have the magic. So if someone's going to ask me how to pull a true prank, the better be ready to listen.
"Well then how do we make her fall for it?"
"Look," I sighed, as I headed out of the Skate Park with Dave. "If you want to make her fall for it, you have to--"
Wait, phone ringing. Dude, what the hell? I'm busy here. I rolled my eyes and pulled it out of my pocket, switching my board to my other hand. "Dude, hang on a second."
"Come on, let it ring."
I checked the caller ID. Alex. "Nah, I can't dude." I picked up. "Hey Alex, what's up?" That sounded totally casual, I don't care what anyone says. I looked back at David and motioned for him to follow me to the car. We'll get his chick later.
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Good thing I didn't hang up, huh?
"Hey Alex, what's up?"
... maybe I should have planned this out a little better. I'd probably interrupted him again. Hopefully I hadn't made him fall on his face this time. It wouldn't do for him to have road-rash all over his forehead. That would just be... unsightly.
It would probably hurt a lot, too.
"Hey, Madsen. Hope I'm not interrupting anything. I'll be quick, promise."
Quick with what? What was I going to say? Arianna had told me to talk to him. The question was how, and about what exactly? Because clearly, this was not the time to be straightforward.
Then, suddenly, I realized I had something to say. And it didn't totally suck!
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go catch a movie or something later. If you're not busy, anyway. I've got the night off for once and I was hoping to get out of the house."
That wasn't too bad, was it?
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"No, no, you're not, it's cool." I looked over and rolled my eyes at Dave, then covered the phone. "Dude. Shut the hell up. Seriously. We'll get the chick back for you later, okay?" I went back to talking with Alex. "So what's up?"
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go catch a movie or something later. If you're not busy, anyway. I've got the night off for once and I was hoping to get out of the house."
Wait... someone's gotta clear something up for me. Was that a dating kinda question, or a 'let's just hang out even though we had sex twice' sorta question? Is she going for a just friends thing here?
Dude... now I'm all confused.
"Uh... yeah, sure." I shrugged and headed to the car with Dave. "I got something tonight, but it's not gonna take long. What time?"
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He sounds puzzled. I guess I can't blame him. I think I would be, too, if our roles here were reversed. But at least he said yes. That was definitely good. That didn't mean anything had to happen, but it would give us a chance to hang out and maybe talk a little bit if it came down to that.
... and if we wound up having sex again at the end of the night, so be it.
"I got something tonight, but it's not gonna take long. What time?"
"You sure? You don't have to cut your... whatever it is short," I told him, but almost instantly wished I hadn't. Of course he had to cut it short. He had to cut it short so he could go out with me. And be hot. With me. "Whenever you're done is fine, what time's good for you?"
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