1st person F/M Fiction
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (Canadian-General) North American (General)Transcript
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I knew then that I wanted to be his girlfriend. So I stopped talking for a while and tried to act demure by keeping my lips a certain way. Be mysterious. I told myself I'd been going after that, laughing on the outside, crying on the inside. Look for a while. It all had to do with the eyes and the mouth and certain pauses in your speech. It's kind of tragic and romantic. I wasn't very good at it, but I like the ******** bravado of it. You know, the effort of trying to cover something up and showing it at the same time. You said, know me, right? Asked Travis. Yeah, I said, and your name again, Travis. He said, right? Travis. Travis. I said, trying to make a big exaggerated point of trying to remember. I'd known his name for years after that. We slowly walked towards the bushes and into this little clearing and then we sat down on a fallen tree and his arms were around me and he said, talk to me, know me. So I stupidly started rambling on and on about the first thing that came to my mind. I heard something once that I liked and I think about it a lot. I said, yeah. Said Travis. What did you hear? Well, I said these two people, a guy and a girl were standing on a dark street in some town somewhere and the girl really liked the guy and had thought about him all the time about being with him and having a relationship and everything and the guy, I don't know, he might have liked the girl. He was a little older and way cooler and they just happened to meet each other on the street around 10 at night, both of them on their way home from somewhere. And the boy said to the girl, hey, hi, how's it going? You were? Uh, and the girl said, uh, yeah, hey, and the guy said, so talk to me. And the girl paused and smiled and then she said, but you're here. So I said to Travis, like I had just concluded a lecture on the makings of the a bomb or something. Do you know what I mean? And he said, yeah, yeah, he did. And he asked me why I like that. And I said, I didn't know it seemed emblematic of something or other. And he said, but he was there and I was talking to him and I said, yeah, that's true. And then he asked me if I preferred the people I love not to be around when I talked to them. And I paused because I was confused, but he understood my pause to be a dramatically flirtatious pause maybe. And so when I finally did say no, he said, OK, good. And we sat there kicking snow and watching our breath evaporate and wondering at least I was what came next?