#thorinson

So in my English class there's this guy who has sat next to me for a while but we've never talked until recently. Because apparently he's now hitting on me. Out of NOWHERE he started wearing cologne and trying to play footsie with me and being generally creepy. 

Skip forward to TODAY. I was sitting in the library minding my own business in the corner watching Perfume with Ben Whishaw and all of a sudden he pops up and sits across from me. I begrudgingly took out my headphones and desperately tried to ramble on about the movie I was watching to waste time (there were a couple minutes left in the period). He pulled up a chair REALLY CLOSE LIKE UNCOMFORTABLY CLOSE to me and it was no, just no thank you. 

Then I made an excuse that I had to go meet Lucrezia (my savior) and sped out of the library shaking like a leaf. 

I clung to Lucrezia for a while after like a sloth on a branch. Tomorrow I'm going to try to just let him know that I'm not interested (I've been trying to for ages it seems) and maybe he'll leave me alone.