Everytime he looked up from his book, he glanced briefly in my direction. First, I wasn’t sure that he was looking at me. 10 minutes later when I caught his eye staring at me and he looked down quickly and started to blush, I was sure he was looking at me.
This had been going on for a while now. Jackie told me last week that she noticed him looking in my direction during English class. Then, Bella told me the same thing. He seemed perfectly content continuing the same, but I wanted to talk to him and see where things could go. We should at least be friends? What more could we be, anyway? I hadn’t even come out yet. Well, no one except my three best friends knew that I was gay. And, this was a strict religious school. I couldn’t risk it but at the same time I almost wanted to risk it. He seemed like the type that I must risk it for.
And, so I did.
I was going to ask him to be in my group for the final project. He had his group of friends and he would decline anyway, but anything for a conversation starter right? I wasn’t going to be the boring kind and inquire about the weather, obviously!
I realized that he probably didn’t even know my name.
My name’s Dane. Would you like to join our group for the project? We just need one more person. I mean, you don’t have to, just thought….
Now, he wasn’t even looking at me. And he was shaking his right leg so hard that I was scared he was going to topple the table over.
He smiled. He quickly met my eyes, and immediately looked down on the table and started to flip through the pages of the novel.
I don’t know why but I felt the need to shake hands with him right now so I extended my right hand out to shake his. I thought he wouldn’t notice but he did and we shook hands.
Nice to meet you. See ya later bud!
That felt different. Somehow.
And then I walked away, smiling wide. Who knew that a six feet, bulky guy like myself could ever feel butterflies in his stomach after just one interaction?