Girl was feeling lonely during the quaint get-together. Party thrown right beside campus for college paper writers to mingle. She was realizing that most of the faces in the room were that of strangers. Didn’t know much people now that she’s graduated and she and her friends been replaced by newbies with the same dreams.
So girl just sat between two unknowns. The two were determined to have a conversation despite girl’s physical interruption. Her big bright eyes flicked through people and spaces and corners, seeing and taking it all in. Of course she’d see boy. Hard not to with that height. You don’t get height like that often in this place. You’re tall when you’re five-eight. But boy was six feet tall and yeah she was looking up at him from her five-two.
Few moments later, they were all mingling. Girl felt awkward and uncomfortable, suddenly out of her element. She was used to small gatherings with intimate friends. Not with people who insist on talking about inside jokes that intentionally left others out.
So it was nice when boy who seemed to search for people he knew too, parked himself right beside her and stayed there. He had his elbow propped on the bar’s counter and he offered her a small smile. “You’re in the Sports section,” he recognized and that was the beginning.
Girl nodded and laughed. You have to laugh at those little things. Have to make the boy think he’s got some humour. And maybe, just maybe, he’d actually have some. They were talking about lots of things college paper writers do. Books, quirky hobbies and during late night social events, how they’re going home.
