Chapter 7: The Nameless Adorable And Smart And Funny Guy
My pen was scuttling across the paper, words flowing from the black tip. I was placing all kinds of thoughts onto a piece of paper, and I didn't even know why. What was happening? Why the sudden need to compose my thoughts? I had never done this before. I never even had one of those diaries. For me, that type of journal writing was unappealing. I thought that writing my feelings down was useless and it was the type of thing that only deranged girly-girls would do.
Yet here I was, writing away all my worries. It felt like I was writing for only a few minutes. I looked at my clock and was appalled to find that two hours had just passed. Where the hell did time go?
My thoughts were pulled to a complete stop when Cheyenne crashed into the room. She looked disheveled, but happy with delight.
"Haley, o my God, you wouldn't believe what just happened? This guy just asked me out. I ran into him at the coffee shop and we started to talk and then one thing led to the next. O my God was he so adorable and smart and funny." She was leaning against the door and her eyes were glazed with wondering excitement.
"Did you by any chance catch his name? Or shall we call him the Nameless Adorable And Smart And Funny Guy?" I asked her with mock happiness.
"O crap... We were so caught up in the moment. I completely forgot to ask him his name. O well, I guess I'll find out tonight."
"Wait, tonight? Awwww... Peyton and I were gonna take you to a club with us."
"Ooo, which club?"
"Someplace called (I picked up Peyton's note and read it)... Hot Fox's."
"O wow, that's like the best club ever. I've been there a grand total of like 2 times. They are really picky. Only let in the best and brightest, well more like hottest."
"So you are going with the mystery dude?"
"Hell yeah, I'm not passing up a guy this great. He's just so amazing. He told me that he was coming here only for a surprise visit, but I don't care. I got all those butterflies in my stomach and the sparks were flying everywhere. You know, I always thought the whole sparks-flying-and- butterflies-in-your-stomach love was just mumbo jumbo, but I guess it's not."
"O wow, did the Nameless Adorable And Smart And Funny Guy just transform my friend's whole belief system of anti-love?"
"I guess so." Cheyenne's face was gushing with pure bliss and I smiled. She did deserve happiness and I was so glad that she found it.
"So let's make a deal. Tonight, you help me look like a hoe and I'll help you not look like a hoe."
"Deal. This guy isn't like all the others. I don't want to just hook up for one night."
"Wow, this guy is also changing my friend's outlook on sluttiness. O I have got to meet this miracle worker!"
"Hahaha. But don't worry, you're gonna meet him soon. I'm definitely going to bring him back to the dorm."
"Ewww Cheyenne, I don't wanna actually be here to watch the special prime time showing of your love life."
"O Haley, get your head out of the gutter. He said that he has to meet someone here."
"Ok, just as long as it is kept to PG-13."
"Has anyone ever told you that you are the biggest dork in this vast universe of ours?"
"O all the time and it never gets old."
"Whatever Haley, we should probably go get lunch. Its 2 o'clock already."
"Is it me or has time started to go much faster all of the sudden?"
"It's only you. C'mon, I'm starving here." She clutched my arm and grabbed our handbags. Then she pinched me.
"Hey what was that for?" I said as I snatched my arm from her claws. I massaged my arm.
"For throwing Tylenol at my head this morning," she said laughing as she ran away, heading towards the dining hall. I followed her, laughing at her silliness.
My pen was scuttling across the paper, words flowing from the black tip. I was placing all kinds of thoughts onto a piece of paper, and I didn't even know why. What was happening? Why the sudden need to compose my thoughts? I had never done this before. I never even had one of those diaries. For me, that type of journal writing was unappealing. I thought that writing my feelings down was useless and it was the type of thing that only deranged girly-girls would do.
Yet here I was, writing away all my worries. It felt like I was writing for only a few minutes. I looked at my clock and was appalled to find that two hours had just passed. Where the hell did time go?
My thoughts were pulled to a complete stop when Cheyenne crashed into the room. She looked disheveled, but happy with delight.
"Haley, o my God, you wouldn't believe what just happened? This guy just asked me out. I ran into him at the coffee shop and we started to talk and then one thing led to the next. O my God was he so adorable and smart and funny." She was leaning against the door and her eyes were glazed with wondering excitement.
"Did you by any chance catch his name? Or shall we call him the Nameless Adorable And Smart And Funny Guy?" I asked her with mock happiness.
"O crap... We were so caught up in the moment. I completely forgot to ask him his name. O well, I guess I'll find out tonight."
"Wait, tonight? Awwww... Peyton and I were gonna take you to a club with us."
"Ooo, which club?"
"Someplace called (I picked up Peyton's note and read it)... Hot Fox's."
"O wow, that's like the best club ever. I've been there a grand total of like 2 times. They are really picky. Only let in the best and brightest, well more like hottest."
"So you are going with the mystery dude?"
"Hell yeah, I'm not passing up a guy this great. He's just so amazing. He told me that he was coming here only for a surprise visit, but I don't care. I got all those butterflies in my stomach and the sparks were flying everywhere. You know, I always thought the whole sparks-flying-and- butterflies-in-your-stomach love was just mumbo jumbo, but I guess it's not."
"O wow, did the Nameless Adorable And Smart And Funny Guy just transform my friend's whole belief system of anti-love?"
"I guess so." Cheyenne's face was gushing with pure bliss and I smiled. She did deserve happiness and I was so glad that she found it.
"So let's make a deal. Tonight, you help me look like a hoe and I'll help you not look like a hoe."
"Deal. This guy isn't like all the others. I don't want to just hook up for one night."
"Wow, this guy is also changing my friend's outlook on sluttiness. O I have got to meet this miracle worker!"
"Hahaha. But don't worry, you're gonna meet him soon. I'm definitely going to bring him back to the dorm."
"Ewww Cheyenne, I don't wanna actually be here to watch the special prime time showing of your love life."
"O Haley, get your head out of the gutter. He said that he has to meet someone here."
"Ok, just as long as it is kept to PG-13."
"Has anyone ever told you that you are the biggest dork in this vast universe of ours?"
"O all the time and it never gets old."
"Whatever Haley, we should probably go get lunch. Its 2 o'clock already."
"Is it me or has time started to go much faster all of the sudden?"
"It's only you. C'mon, I'm starving here." She clutched my arm and grabbed our handbags. Then she pinched me.
"Hey what was that for?" I said as I snatched my arm from her claws. I massaged my arm.
"For throwing Tylenol at my head this morning," she said laughing as she ran away, heading towards the dining hall. I followed her, laughing at her silliness.