Sunday, June 21

Some fiction...

This is something I wrote a bit ago but really enjoy and wanted to share. It's a short short that I wrote in an inner monologue type style. Enjoy.

There she is, the girl of my dreams, if only I knew her name. Look at her, she looks so gorge…oh shit. She saw me staring at her. Look away. LOOK. AWAY. Play it cool, loot at the intricate architecture in the room...Ok, she’s not looking, back to staring. She looks good in her cute little outfit, just waiting for me to talk to her. Well…maybe not me, but she probably wants someone to talk to her. Might as well be me, right? Right. Just go talk to her, I can’t just keep staring…well, I guess I couuuld..NO! I can’t be the creepy ogling guy. Ok, she’s looking away, GO GO! Be graceful, confident, suave even, just don’t scare her away. She’s looking. HIDE! Dive out of sight. Pretend the people landed on didn’t notice. Stand up, act confused, look around and whisper “Who was that guy?” Shrug, shake your head in bewilderment, and get back in the game. Stay in the shadows, keep your eye on the target, but don’t let the target see you. Target? Who am I? Rambo? Who says target? Wow. Oh no. She’s looking at me. Eye contact, not good. Game over, you lose. Nice work, Rambo. Wait….she’s smiling! And what’s this? A flirty looked coupled with a flip of the hair? I’m so in! Ok, now, just walk up to her, strike up witty banter, and win her heart with charm and humor. Can’t be too hard I’ve seen it done in movies, and if they do it in the movies, I can obviously do it in real life. Just keep walking and smiling. Doing great, just don’t screw u….SHIT! ok, I know she was looking right at you, but maybe, MAYBE she didn’t see you trip and fall. Play this off as nothing. I know you fell down some steps, but you made it look smooth, calculated. Pretend you dropped something, or do a push up, show off your athletic prowess. Wait! No! don’t leave….she left. It was probably the push up thing. Nicely done, Rambo. Now the professor is telling me to get back in my seat or else I’ll get kicked out of the lecture, who does he think he is? Telling me what to do, like he runs this place. Oh well, just shake it off, shake it off, you’ll do better next time.

2 comments:

Dani said...

i'm a big fan of this...a look into the mind of paul. haha :)

Jan W said...

I always loved this story...