A Moving Romance
(I’m starting art class, which is my favorite. Usually I enjoy it very well. My teacher has made me sit in the same table as two teenage lovebirds, a boy and his girlfriend. They spend all class making out and flirting, and little else.)
Me: “Teacher, may I please move?”
Teacher: “No. You may not.” *sees loverboy* “Hey. Stop bothering your girlfriend during my class or I’ll separate you two!”
Boy: “Why do you have to be that way, teacher?”
Teacher: “You’re bothering [My Name].” *points to me*
Boy: “Who?”
Girl: “I think, like, she sits with us or something?”
(The class laughs and finally, I’m moved!)
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