The sister of the cute girl who I sit next to in painting class came in today and sat next to me. She looked at me and said “you must be the boy she always talks about.” I replied “probably not.” She continues “the boy who always shares his supplies with her.” I say “that’s me.” With a smile. She says “you’re the boy she always talks about.” I tell her “I have a ton of supplies and she didn’t have any.” Her sister says “that’s because she’s a loser.” I look at her and say “that’s harsh and i’m a loser too.”
On my way home cute girl sends me a text message clarifying that she mentioned to her sister that there is a boy who shares his supplies with her but she doesn’t talk about me. I wished her a happy valentines day and said goodnight.
I’m looking forward to working on art and getting ink’d tomorrow.
