GUESTBREAKER: You’re The Boy Who Sits Next To Me In Class
Oh, you’re cute. I must have missed you Facebook stalking when the class roster was posted last week. No, this seat isn’t taken. Yeah, I really like natural disasters too. Funny that we have that in common, since we’re in a natural disasters class, but whatever. Oh, you’re left handed? Well, I’m a righty, but we can work it out. You’re eyes are a pretty blue, so it’s okay. Why are you taking notes? She’s only taking attendance. Oh, you’re on Facebook. You’re on my Facebook? That’s weird. I don’t even remember telling you my name. Stop looking through all of my pictures. Yes, that’s me and my Grandpa and I don’t play Farmville. Why do you keep nodding and mhm-ing after everything the professor says? Now we’re supposed to introduce ourselves? Well, you clearly are well aware of my first and last name and my love of classical musicals, so I’m not entirely sure how much more I have to tell you. Could you stop elbowing me, please. Oh, you’re in a band? Well, I guess that’s kind of cute. Its a Dashboard Confessional cover band? Cool, but I think I’m going to go sit by the kid who I saw slip something in my best friends drink last semester.
A Guest Dealbreaker Written by Hillary.