Usually when I am attracted to someone, I can’t really speak to them/act meek/bump into walls/ be awkward. Usually. My first year at college, I met this guy… we will call him Dylan. I don’t what it was I was just so uncomfortable around him. I wasn’t attracted to him, but his presence/swag was on point. He had this aura about him that people loved. One of my good friends had the biggest crush on him freshman year. She wasn’t the only one on campus that had a crush on him. Even though I didn’t like him like that there was something about him that made me totally and utterly incompetent. I would avoid him all the time. At all costs. I mean he was a nice guy, but I was just so awkward around him. No idea why.
So fast forward to sophomore year. We had just got back from summer break and I was eating dinner in the one of the dining halls. As I got up to get food, I saw him from a distance. Dylan. We were both going in the same direction. Heart stops. Damn. I fucking have to say hi because than it would be too awkward if I didn’t. I’m about to say hi and he is a few steps away from me. He goes in for a huge hug. Oh damn. Im uncomfortable and I wasn’t expecting a huge hug! Ahhhh! Damn. This reminds me of high school. (see High School hotties Post)
So you know usually when you hug someone in general your bodies meet but your head goes to the left of the person and their head moves to the right of you. If you didn’t move to the left or right, you and the other person would basically butt heads together. Well for some reason, me and Dylan both moved our heads to the left and then to right and then to the left and to the right again. I’m an idiot. Right left right left. I mean if someone was watching us, it would seem like we were both avoiding kissing each other. This went on for like a long long time… I would say a minute, which doesn’t seem like a long time. It was… believe me. He finally exclaims “you go left and I’ll go right!” I did what I was told. We ended the hug. I quickly went to get mac and cheese and ate my feelings. I was a tomato. A big red tomato.
Apparently, I was not born with this hug head moving to the left social cue.
Months pass. I forget about the whole thing. One night, I go to take a shower. I have a towel on and my caddy in hand. I am walking down the hall to reach the bathroom. Now, I am pretty comfortable naked in a towel. No big deal for me. However, add Dylan into the mix and I’m a fucking ham. SO, I’m walking to the shower. Who is coming towards me at the opposite end of the hall. Dylan. Awesome. Anyway, he says hello and I screamed “HI!!!!!!!” (might I remind you in my towel) What came over me, I don’t know. I just was so nervous I screamed my “hi” instead of playing it cool. This “hi” was not just any screaming “hi”, it was an obnoxious, high pitched, valley girl status, eye widening, “hi!” Might I also to tell you I was also uncomfortable because my legs were not shaven, so in my mind, I was like please do not stare my hairy legs! AH. Awesome. After we pass each other, I was so overwhelmed; I walk into a random dorm room that was open. I run into this rando room to hide from Dylan. As I am in this dorm room, I see two boys staring me while they are by their desks on the computer. I have never seen/met these boys in my life on my floor. I stare at them. They stare at me. I stare at them. They then proceed to stare at me. This goes on for couple minutes. I finally say “I’m just gonna go.” Leave their dorm room. Walk slowly to the bathroom to shower in my towel.
I see those boys from time to time around campus. The two boys that I walked into the room, randomly. I don’t say hi. They don’t say hi. It’s awesome. And awkward.
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