Sunday, December 30, 2012

Smoke and Mirrors

     First off, I'm spending new years in New Orleans with my sister and her boyfriend, and it's going to be rad. Secondly, I don't have a second point yet, so just bear with me while I get things figured out. You might be sitting here for a while.

     Alright. Yesterday I dragged my still slightly drunk/hung-over self to the Subway where I live to get something other than Red Stag into my system, where I encounter a friend of mine. Not too strange, seeing as how she works there, but it's always nice to see her. This girl and I used to spend a lot of time together last year during the summer, and we usually saw each other about 3-4 times a week. She was a friend of a friend's girlfriend, and she started coming around a lot. Basically all we did was party together at first, but then we started hanging out and doing things together, and just really enjoying each other’s company. I know at least at one point there were definitely some mutual feelings, but nothing ever became of it, one of the factors being she had a boyfriend herself at the time. Oh, another factor was that we're about 5 years apart in age. Later down the road that'd be a nonissue, but where it stands now, it's gotta make you wince a little bit. Regardless, there's always been a bit of a tangible essence of desire and unfulfilled curiosities. It's never something that ever got in the way of our friendship (no matter what, that always came before anything else inherently), so it's never actually been a big deal. The farthest it ever went was we made out a couple of times (one of those times she actually still had that boyfriend (whoops)). Lately we've been getting closer again, and everyone that sees us together (mainly girls) seems to think that she's into me (putting it lightly, and in more family friendly terms). I figure that's just not true. She and I have always just had that kind of relationship; we touch each other a lot, call each other hun, just, really close and touchy-feely. I inform my friends that they're wrong, and this is just how we act, and they give me an "oh, come on" look, which I immediately brush off. She's got a different boyfriend now (whom she lives with), so again, I'm convinced there's nothing there. However, today we were having a smoke together outside, and she said that her and I should "go on a date" to some place in Rockford then see a movie after. She used the word "date" a couple of times, which kind of threw me off a little bit. It wasn't used in a joking manner either; it was used in an almost excited sounding way. She even said that she was going to make sure to look her best and maybe even wear a dress. So I went along with it and said I'd dress up nice myself, and even rent a fancy car for the occasion. I wanted to see her reaction, and he just got more excited and mentioned date a couple more times. It turned out to be really just kind of confusing. There's a strong chance (and by "there's a strong chance," I just mean that it's a fact) that I'm super naive and oblivious when it comes to these things, or that she loves attention and wants a night out away from the boyfriend. I'm going with the second option on this one. Besides, she's way out of my league anyway. This girl...well, you'd have to see her, because any description just wouldn't be enough. So, what I’m going to do on this “date” of ours is sit there and enjoy the company of a good friend and a gorgeous girl and let everyone see me with her and give them all “yeah, that’s right” winks. I could totally use the confidence boost, hehe.

Yeah. That’s right.

-Wander_Lust64