1. His sister told me he was way nervous about asking me to prom. In her words “He was soooo nervous….he was telling me, ‘I’m not gonna do it. I’m not gonna do it. This is prom! There’s so much pressure to be a big deal!'” and “He almost just turned around and didn’t go to school.” This is the guy who doesn’t get worried for presentations, doesn’t get psyched out when playing solos (even improvisational ones!) for huge crowds, doesn’t miss a beat when taking charge…and he got nervous about asking me to prom. Mr. Perfect everything. Nervous. Over me. What?
2. Stopped me today very randomly (like he often does). Said my name; I turned around – and he awkwardly said, “I like your-,” stopped, gestured to my person, and waited patiently for me to understand his broken language. At my confused look, he continued, “The…the pattern. It’s cool.” Huh? “The pattern of…of your dress.” Oh, god. WB obviously did not know how to compliment a girl on clothes. But you know what? He noticed my clothes? A guy. Noticed. Clothes. What?
3. Texted me randomly earlier this evening (like he often does). “I forgot to tell you something very very important.” No mention of what was very very important – sent 2 hours ago, because I don’t check my phone often. Baiting for a response, so I respond. “Yeah?”
“It’s just that, um…”
No follow up message for 3 minutes or so. I wait.
“There’s no [activity] tonight.”
God. That inside joke comes across terribly here, but it absolutely made my day.