Twenty

Twenty goes to my church, and I’ve had a crush on him for a while now.  I first interacted with him when I was greeting one day and he skated up to the church steps on what I told him was possibly the coolest skateboard I’d ever seen.  He nonchalantly told me he had made it and used wheels from roller skates.  I replied that with the skateboard his cool factor shot through the roof.  Over the past few months we've shared small talk when we see each other at church, and then this weekend I randomly saw him at a bar where I was with some friends. 

I went over and said hi and we talked for a little while, but I wasn't courageous enough to ask him out before he left; however, I did tell him that we should hang out and that we would be a good balance for each other because he seems kind of serious while I’m just straight up goofy.  Never fear - two days later I saw him as I was leaving church, so I struck up a conversation with him.  I told him I was on my way to work and then like a person with tourettes I blurted out, “We should go to dinner!  What about tonight?!”  (I swear, most of the time I’m exclaiming these kind of things, I really don’t know that the words are coming out of my mouth at first, so maybe I do have a rare form of flirting tourettes). Twenty replied in an even-keeled manner, “Tonight?  Probably not tonight.  What about during the week sometime?  Maybe Thursday?”  There you have it folks, we made plans to go out for dinner on Thursday.  We didn’t trade numbers, though, so he’s just meeting me at the salon.  We’ll see what happens!