Friday, July 31, 2009

One.

This blog will be dedicated to the beloved One. Who would probably want me to love him, but I am not so sure this will happen.

Yesterday, I decided to bring my mp3 player to my brother's baseball game (One is part of this if any creepers don't know). Today, One has his mp3 with him, I've never seen him with it, I indeed find it a bit odd. Considering all the suspicious I have about him. I look around at the slightest sound, so as he walked past me, I look up. If this was a MyLifeIsAverage post it would say: "I say this guy listening to music, I was too. I felt like we bonded." That's how lame my life is.

Now that is the boring part of my day with One. I'm sure a certain someone will be pleased to know I talked to him. Nothing really important was said, as I was with his mother's friend (Kathy). He asked where his mother was and she told him that his mother was eating. Being the fat/smart ass I am, I turn around and ask if his mother has food for me. He responds with a half smile and a simple "no"

Then, I go onto tell Kathy all I had was two boiled eggs, One interjects to say all he had was a egg McMuffin. If I could be more lame to say "We bonded over eggs" but I would be lying. I then told Kathy yesterday had a Popsicle and crackers for breakfast. I could tell she was not pleased.

Kathy and One get talking, when he sees his father with his mother in the distance. For some odd reason, he prays that his grandparents are not coming as well. Kathy questions this, as I sit and think "should I pretend not to be here?" Instead One goes on to say his father bought a Cadillac. This time I say "Would that not be a pleasant surprise?" One goes onto explain that his father was on strike from his job and that his grandparents were helping his family out with the mortgage in such.

I have no idea why he would share something so personal like that in the open. I do believe it's part of his character though and I will take it as a flaw. Then he ran off and only gave me a couple glances throughout the game. Though I have noticed another person who stares at me.

And when he stared and smiled I died on the inside.

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