"Hi," I said back, "what's up?"
Oh my gosh, what does he want. I hope my face isn't showing my excitement.
"I actually just wanted to apologize about the other day in Contemporary Issues; I was just having an off day."
He was apologizing to me, how sweet. So he doesn't totally hate me.
"Oh it's okay."
" No really, I was being a total dick and I shouldn't have treated you like that. You were just being nice."
I could not stop gazing up at him, he was being so amazingly nice and he looked so cute. He was wearing dark blue jeans, a white button down shirt, with a gray cardigan over it and ... optical white converses. He had amazing style too.
"Please don't worry about it," I said.
Although I liked the way he looked when he was upset.
"Well I was wondering if I could make it up to you somehow." He asked so sweetly, but also quite nervously, like he was afraid of rejection.
"How?" I was getting very excited.
"How about dinner and a movie. I know its cliché, but whatever. And is tomorrow night alright?"
YES! I cannot believe he just asked me on a date, well he never said date, but I don't care.
"Yeah sure, that sounds good."
"Okay great, I'll call you and set up a time."
We exchanged numbers and then he walked away and I headed home to eat ice cream (well maybe I would hold off on that).
Now I wish I had gone shopping with Lydia.