I didn't plan on where I need to sit because I was focused on Simon. Fuck, I probably won't see him again. I got to talk to him and maybe tell my parents that I met a cute boy. ''Get your big boy pants on for christ sake, Daniel'', beating myself up as I prepare to walk over to Simon.
''e-excuse me, you s-seem new, I thought I could try and talk to y-you'', sweet baby Jesus, I am panicking.
"O-oh, yeah. That's fine. The name is Simon. Is it that oblivious that I'm new?" Simon let out a chuckle, and I had to use all my power to not become weak in my knees.
I smiled "I'm Daniel but, you can call me Danny,"
Surprisingly, It is easy chatting to him. We talked for quite a while about things like the town or just what we like. What surprised me is the fact that he is a Capricorn. I was mainly surprised since I'm also a Capricorn. His birthday is actually a day after mine. 1/10 is his and, mine is 1/9. I was born in a small town, he was born in a city. He like Rock and I like classical/emo. We also have similar things, like not having friends. We both are the only child, never been in a relationship, like the same foods, and many more. I would have never thought two people could have easily talked about stuff like this. Okay, I might be at fault cause I wanted to know him better since he is new and cute.
It felt as if we can talk for hours until he got a phone call that he didn't seem happy, "Sorry but, I have to get going, I can give you my number, and we can talk or meet up later."
Taking a napkin, one pencil out of his pocket, he wrote down his phone number that was accompanying his signature. I wrote down my contact information on a different napkin. Saying our goodbyes, Simon then went on his way. Everything felt lighter than air, now that I actually got someone's phone number. Not just any number but a phone number from an attractive boy! It's like life is watching out for me.
In a matter of no time at all, I got a message from an unknown number saying, "If this number is correct, then is this Daniel? It's Simon. Simon Michaelson."
Dear God, oh my Lord, Strike me down. Out of all the times someone gives another person their number, it doesn't work out. I really receive an answer from the first person that I mention my phone number too.
Another message came through, "please, be the correct number."
Replying faster than the water in 5 feet and rising by Johnny Cash, "Sorry, I was sidetracked. Yeah, This is the correct number. '3' ''
All I got in the next message was a thumbs-up emoji. After that, I grabbed my unfinished fries and began my trip back home. The entire walk back to the house, I felt like I was walking on air. How long do people typically wait until they can admit they like a person? I wished I can just tell him that I find him really cute, and his personality is just amazing. Maybe, If I wait for at least 2 to 3 months then, I'll say what I think. If I can survive to be next to a cutie that long. Heck, I don't even know what he is truly like, he could be lying the entire time that I was talking to him. Deep down in my heart, I hope this isn't true. But then, like a shotgun to my head, I remembered that I do not know his sexuality. If God cared about me, I wouldn't be in pain right now. What if it is right and God actually don't like Gay people? Shouldn't I get a 'get out of jail' card since I'm Bisexual? Do it not count since I admit to preferring boys?
All these thoughts that are flying around my head made me forget that I am now at my house. Like how did I just forget about everything, and yet I was able to make it home without getting hit by a car? Maybe I should ask mom about these questions, she and dad been together since senior year of college, she should have some idea. I mentally prepared myself as I think of what to say as I enter the house.
"moooom?" the house is oddly silent, but I assume she is cooking.
Loud bangs came from the kitchen after I spoke, "dang it, Boss! I can't play with you right now. I'm trying to cut potatoes."
Ah, yes, my dog. Boss. Short for Boston Terrier. A breed that is best known for being smart, hyper, loving, and stinky. You can really blame him though, he is barely a year old. On a different note, he is really keen on a dog that almost has no muzzle. I got him after a few years had passed since my last dog died for Christmas. Boss was the biggest surprise that I could have gotten.
In no time at all, Boss shoots out of the kitchen at full speed. He loops around the poker table then the living room a couple of times before seeing me. Slamming to a halt, almost flipping himself over because of being top-heavy, began to run towards me. His way of showing affection is very violent, he spins in circles along with non-stop jumping. A pure bundle of happiness.
"Is that you, Danny?" my mom spoke as she walks out of the kitchen.
"The one and only as your flesh and blood child," I spoke as I picked up Boss and start hugging the life out of him.
Walking to the kitchen as my mom followed, "soo, I found the new kid. Turns out, It's a boy named Simon. I actually, I also talked to him, and he says that he's from a city."
I heard a sigh come from my mom. You know that kind of sigh if someone knows your lovestruck. Is it possible for someone to notice that even though I just said his name and where he came from? The inner mind of my mom will forever be a mystery.
"What is that for?" I was really at a loss for why I got a lovestruck type of sigh. Does she know something that I don't know about myself?
"I bet you talk to him because you like him already. You're going to be like a little lovesick puppy" mom leaned on the counter and looked up all dreamy. How was she able to get married and have a child, I will never know.
My face lit up red, "I am not like a lovesick puppy! I-I thought he would need someone to talk to since he is new and all. I also might....have.....got......his.....phone number."
I shoved my face into my sleeve as I prepare for my mom to hug me and jump around like a little girl in middle school. That she did, only seconds of telling her that.
"OH MY GOD, TELL ME HOW DID YOU GET IT. WAS IT ROMANTIC? WILL HE BE YOUR BOYFRIEND?" she's bat crazy. How was she able to pass as being able to care for a child and where is my dad when you need him.
Dear God, save me. I just want dinner and to take a shower before bed. "Mom, please, stop. The potatoes over boiling and, something is starting to smell a bit burnt."
Her eyes lit up like wildfire as she ran to finish cooking dinner.