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Dec. 23rd, 2007
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Shy didn't move when his mother walked into his room with his clean laundry.
"Sweetheart, aren't you going out tonight?" she asked as she set about putting away his things.
"Nah. Turns out she wasn't interested."
Shy's mother turned around, surprised. "Really? I thought you'd said that you and she were hitting it off."
"I thought we were," Shy said, turning onto his side, "but she decided to go out with a mate of mine from school."
"Aw, honey, I'm sorry," she said, taking a seat on his bed and resting her hand on his arm. "I know how much you liked her."
"It's all right," Shy sighed. "I know I couldn't have made her happy, anyway."
His mother hid her smile at how serious her seventeen year-old son sounded. "Why do you say that?"
"Because she told me I wasn't intriguing enough for her."
"Really? Well, I find that hard to believe."
Shy nodded. "Yeah, me too." He paused, then looked up at his mother. "Or I would if I even knew what she was talking about. What does it mean, I'm not intriguing?"
"It means," she said, combing her fingers through his hair, "that you are far too open and sweet for her and she's a very silly girl who wants to be with someone who isn't."
"Oh." Shy frowned and rolled onto his back again. "Maybe I should try to be less open and sweet then." He glanced at his mother. "She's really pretty."
"And there are plenty of pretty girls who will appreciate you for who you are."
"Yeah, I know," Shy said with a little smile. "But it wouldn't hurt me to be more intriguing, right?"
"I don't like the idea of you changing who you are just to suit a girl," his mum said, shaking her head, "but I suppose not."
"Good." Shy furrowed his brow. "And how do I do that exactly?"
This time, Shy's mother laughed and tousled her son's hair before getting to her feet. "That you'll have to figure out on your own, I'm afraid."
"Well, that's rather intriguing," Shy said, grinning as he sat up. "Isn't it?"
"Ah, now you're learning," she said as she headed for the door.
theatrical_museShy didn't move when his mother walked into his room with his clean laundry.
"Sweetheart, aren't you going out tonight?" she asked as she set about putting away his things.
"Nah. Turns out she wasn't interested."
Shy's mother turned around, surprised. "Really? I thought you'd said that you and she were hitting it off."
"I thought we were," Shy said, turning onto his side, "but she decided to go out with a mate of mine from school."
"Aw, honey, I'm sorry," she said, taking a seat on his bed and resting her hand on his arm. "I know how much you liked her."
"It's all right," Shy sighed. "I know I couldn't have made her happy, anyway."
His mother hid her smile at how serious her seventeen year-old son sounded. "Why do you say that?"
"Because she told me I wasn't intriguing enough for her."
"Really? Well, I find that hard to believe."
Shy nodded. "Yeah, me too." He paused, then looked up at his mother. "Or I would if I even knew what she was talking about. What does it mean, I'm not intriguing?"
"It means," she said, combing her fingers through his hair, "that you are far too open and sweet for her and she's a very silly girl who wants to be with someone who isn't."
"Oh." Shy frowned and rolled onto his back again. "Maybe I should try to be less open and sweet then." He glanced at his mother. "She's really pretty."
"And there are plenty of pretty girls who will appreciate you for who you are."
"Yeah, I know," Shy said with a little smile. "But it wouldn't hurt me to be more intriguing, right?"
"I don't like the idea of you changing who you are just to suit a girl," his mum said, shaking her head, "but I suppose not."
"Good." Shy furrowed his brow. "And how do I do that exactly?"
This time, Shy's mother laughed and tousled her son's hair before getting to her feet. "That you'll have to figure out on your own, I'm afraid."
"Well, that's rather intriguing," Shy said, grinning as he sat up. "Isn't it?"
"Ah, now you're learning," she said as she headed for the door.
ten things
Dec. 23rd, 2007 03:22 pmWritten for thetenspot
TEN holiday wishes you have.
1. Peace on earth.
2. See my mum.
3. Find decent yorkshire pudding.
4. Lifetime supply of Cadbury chocolate.
5. New bike.
6. New job.
7. New home.
8. For people to not be sad.
9. Homemade egg nog.
10. Stop being afraid of love.
thetenspotTEN holiday wishes you have.
1. Peace on earth.
2. See my mum.
3. Find decent yorkshire pudding.
4. Lifetime supply of Cadbury chocolate.
5. New bike.
6. New job.
7. New home.
8. For people to not be sad.
9. Homemade egg nog.
10. Stop being afraid of love.