“Oh, well…she…she…its not important,” he stammered, adjusting his glasses nervously, “So, what’s…erm…what’s your name?”
“Verna,” I said sternly.
“Weird,” he mumbled, “Never heard it before.”
“Um, thank you?” I said feeling slightly bad for this poor guy. He seemed so nervous, as if speaking to other humans was agonizing for him. I knew how he felt, but in a less awkward way.
“So, what school do you go to?” I asked, “I’m supposed to start at Bayridge or something…not like it really matters, they’re all institutions right?”
“I go there, I hate it.” He said, sticking his hands in his pockets and shuffling his feet.
“Hey,” I said, setting all my pessimistic behavior and angst aside, “You wan’t to walk to school together?”
“With you? A girl? Really?” He said, eyes widening.
“Suuuure…” I said, rolling my eyes.
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