Build. Destroy. Recreate.
One
Waking up to the annoying buzz of my alarm, I carefully climbed down from my loft bed in my dorm room. My roommate, Michelle's, bed was in the same state she left it yesterday, meaning she never came back from her boyfriend's apartment last night. I stretched out before gathering up something to throw on after my much needed shower.
Once out of the shower and a little more alert, I went to my computer and worked on some last minute homework I couldn't finish last night. Once my work was done and submitted, I grabbed my jacket and book bag and made my way out to find my first class of the day.
As I walked, some guy ran into me, not paying attention to where he was going. I fell backwards, my butt broke my fall. The guy instantly had a face of pure guilt and shock when he saw me on the ground.
"I am really sorry," he apologized as he helped me stand back up, "I did not see you there. The name's Alex."
"I'm Courtney," I replied, "Most people don't see me since I fall below their line of sight at times."
"Can I make up knocking you over with a coffee," he asked.
"I can't I have to head to class," I told him.
"How about I take you to dinner," he asked, "Do you have a pen on you?"
"Yeah," I dug into my bag and pulled out a pen. I handed it to the stranger and rolled up my jacket sleeve and wrote his name and number on the exposed flesh.
"Text me when you get done with classes today and I'll pick you up from where you live," he smiled and handed me back the pen once he was finished writing his number down.
"I'll see you later, I guess, Alex," I walked off to class, my mind swirling around the mystery guy I had the misfortune of being knocked down by.
For only just meeting him, I felt like he was going make life a little more interesting for me. I'll have to see how this dinner will go before I determine if he's worth investing my very little free time into.
Once out of the shower and a little more alert, I went to my computer and worked on some last minute homework I couldn't finish last night. Once my work was done and submitted, I grabbed my jacket and book bag and made my way out to find my first class of the day.
As I walked, some guy ran into me, not paying attention to where he was going. I fell backwards, my butt broke my fall. The guy instantly had a face of pure guilt and shock when he saw me on the ground.
"I am really sorry," he apologized as he helped me stand back up, "I did not see you there. The name's Alex."
"I'm Courtney," I replied, "Most people don't see me since I fall below their line of sight at times."
"Can I make up knocking you over with a coffee," he asked.
"I can't I have to head to class," I told him.
"How about I take you to dinner," he asked, "Do you have a pen on you?"
"Yeah," I dug into my bag and pulled out a pen. I handed it to the stranger and rolled up my jacket sleeve and wrote his name and number on the exposed flesh.
"Text me when you get done with classes today and I'll pick you up from where you live," he smiled and handed me back the pen once he was finished writing his number down.
"I'll see you later, I guess, Alex," I walked off to class, my mind swirling around the mystery guy I had the misfortune of being knocked down by.
For only just meeting him, I felt like he was going make life a little more interesting for me. I'll have to see how this dinner will go before I determine if he's worth investing my very little free time into.
10/18/13