history 101

They were seatmates in history of art.

It was the first time she saw him.

Probably a senior, she thought.

The only conversation they ever had was when he came late and asked if he missed anything important.

she wanted to say: me!

One of the things she observed about him though was his unhealthy obsession with his headphones (Dr.Dre, total music junkie, she concluded).

He was never without it, like its an extension of his body.

When the professor wasn't talking, it was always glued to his ears.

So out of boredom, she developed an unhealthy habit of talking to herself. Out loud. In front of him.

Well technically, beside him, but lets not get picky here.

Besides, its not as if he hears.

So one time, she was saying something about him being too ...

Did his face just twitch?

She just dismissed it as maybe his ear phones had a glitch. (serves him right! she thought.)

But before she left at the end of the class,

he called her name.

Maybe she should stop living off energy drinks to stay awake. It didn't say it included hallucinations as a side effect...

"Hey, for the record, I'm not gay. And I actually do like rock music too. There's a cool band playing on the fifth and I've got two tickets.

Her face remained puzzled

"Huh?" was all she managed to say.

Great, how intelligible.

Yes this is me asking you out. Is that you saying yes?