I got Mom to flat-iron my hair today. And then Milo came home from work early (which I knew immediately meant that he would be going out with Mo). But when he walked in the door, and I turned to see who was coming in, he stopped and looked—nay, stared at me. I know he likes my hair straight; he used to always suggest that I get it straightened, and I remember how he liked my senior pics. He likes my hair this way. And he stared. And that…was awesome.
He walked into his room to talk to his girlfriend, came back out to announce that he was going to hang out with her, and stared again. I, of course, acted like I didn’t notice. Both times. (But I kept my head turned at just the perfect angle so that I could see him staring through my peripheral vision.)
And then he came home from being with her and stared again.
Then I told him that I was going to watch the animated Beauty and the Beast, and he said, “Unfortunately, I have homework that I forgot about.”
I said, “Oh,” and went into my room to get it anyways.
A minute later, he came out of his room and said, “Okay, I can watch some.”
And he did, but then Mo called, so he went back into his room for the rest of the movie.
I don’t want to go to school tomorrow.