I was on my way to the ladies’ restroom when I saw him. He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed, his eyes – she stopped – “looking at me. I felt my cheeks flush and my heart thump against my chest. What should I do? Pretend I didn’t see him? Run into him and make a scene?
What would happen if I did that? What would happen if I didn’t? Should I really be thinking about this right now? The thoughts whizzed through my mind like a rollercoaster I couldn’t control. I needed to pee and badly, but every time I thought about using the restroom, I froze. Why? What was I waiting for? I want him so bad, I suppose here goes nothing.
