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Cute Boy Sat Next to Me! YAY!

Ok, so I went to class and cute boy was there wearing regular clothes... except his sandals. They were these crazy stylized leather jobs that I can't imagine how I'd pick them out let alone some straight boy picking them out... unless he just has wierd taste or picked them out by accident, which is something known to happen among the heteros.

Anyway, my prof invites his students to gather off-campus for drinks and conversation and today, when I got there, the sorta cute boy from my class was there and we got to sit next to one another on a love seat!

Oo la la!

But, here's the drama: there's this other boy who meets with us, too, who is ALSO cute, but in a different way, who always looks at me. He doesn't lick his lips at me or anything wierd like that, but he does make a lot of eye contact when there are plenty of other people to look at. So, he might be straight, but I can't tell there either.

See, this is why I'm not allowed to socialize with the other primates of my species. There's too much giggling and hair-braiding.