It just gets better and better!

This morning when I headed to my first period class, I saw Jonathan sitting in the small alcove by the door with a book open in his lap. He was hunched over doing some work and looked pretty focused, but I also saw a few girls surrounding him. He looked like he was fine ignoring them, but when I got closer I heard them - if you can believe this immature crap - sarcastically flirting with him. The mocking, fake flirting. Ugghh fer Chrissake, is that kind of crap necessary ladies? They were saying garbage like, "Oh Jonatha, Jonathan! You can bring any woman to their knees!" They dispersed when I approached. Good thing too because I was pretty ready to open up a can of whoop-ass.

I said hi, but he seemed really distracted still, so I decided not to bother him. When I glanced at what he was so into, he was finishing up the last page of book work in our class textbook. I'm not kidding. Dude he's a freakin' genius. I couldn't even understand what he was writing down, it looked like Chinese as far as I'm concerned! And I'm enrolled in the freakin' class! Way to make me feel dumb, Jon. I couldn't help but let my imagination wander though, and wonder to myself, what does Jonathan Crane see in me? I mean, why pick me out from a crowd? I'm not a genius, I'm overweight, I'm not always super nice, I'm awkward. He seems like the type of guy that would be into a chick that's strong, intelligent, and cunning. I kinda like to think of myself as weak, kinda dumb, and droll. (Oh by the way, I should also get a gold medal in low self esteem.)

I was going to ask him what he honestly saw in me, but the bell rang and Jon suddenly shut the book and stood. I opened the door to head in, but Jon went in the total opposite direction. I called after him to ask where he was going, and he just responded matter-of-factly, "I'm going home. I've learned everything worth learning in the class. It's no use to me anymore."

Dude ... He did all that book work since the other day. Are you freakin' serious? I'm telling you, GENIUS!

Of course with Jon gone, I was bored. At lunch I figured he was still at home, so I didn't bother keeping an eye out, much as I half wanted to. I went to grab a salad to help work on that self esteem thing, then went to sit with my friends. Courtney and Beth were already in an uproar with gossip. They tried to get me in on the whole Jon thing and break me and get me to talk, but I just kept eating and kept my mouth shut. They're my best friends at school, but I gotta admit, when it comes to sharing my personal feelings on stuff, they're impossibly obnoxious. Far as they're aware, Jon and I are only peers and nothing more.

That argument probably would have been flawless ... had I not felt a tap on my shoulder, and then turned around to see Jonathan hovering over me. My cheeks felt hot instantly. He took my arm and gently asked for a chat and I, uh duh, said okay and went with him. He took me to a shady spot under a tree and at first we just exchanged casual chit chat. How class went without him and all. Then ... he asked me out on a ... date. Yeah, dinner and stuff. A date. Like, a date date.

Uhhh WHAT DO I DO?

I was so excited and so terrified all at the same time I didn't know how to react. We made plans to meet at a nice restaurant called My Florist (dumb name I know) on Saturday at 7pm. After confirming plans, he apologized to me about being distant this morning. Cue another romantic sigh, wow. It was really too sweet of him.

He left after that and I went back to my friends. They of course asked what we talked about, and I of course lied my ass off. Told them that he's my partner in science class and that he was just asking me what he missed the other day.

I think I'm suddenly getting better at lying.