this morning #1300.

this morning, since i always blush when i get nervous, i was concerned that, as soon as she arrived, the color in my cheeks would betray me once again. i thought quick. developed a cover. as soon as we came into view of one another, i acted like kevin from home alone, smacked the sides of my face. hard. held my hands in place. it hurt a bit but did the trick. she was too caught up in my silliness to notice how, as she began telling me about her day, i was barely keeping it together. i kept responding with awkward comments. she laughed at every single one. it calmed my nerves. then i thought more & realized there’s a chance that her laugh means she likes me. the warmth returned to my cheeks.