When you go through a breakup, sometimes everyone waiting in the wings pops up all at once.
It starts at a house party, a girl from the on campus group I had been running invited me. I thought innocently enough just as friends, as soon as I show up she asks
“hey, wheres Helen?”
“sorry, just me tonight” I wasn’t sad from the breakup, but always hated that question.
Anne just gave me a look first of confusion, and then a little nervous said something about seeing me around and disappeared. Halloween theme made that easy. She was a petite Asian cutie, maybe 5 ft flat and 80 pounds. Laughed at anything I said, I should have known she was into me looking back…physically a tiny chest, when I say tiny I mean her costumes would never require much tension. Speaking of costume, she was doing something Harry Potter related, which I’d think wouldn’t work for me but seeing her in an blazer with an open button white shirt underneath, along with a tiny skirt schoolgirl skirt…that changed how I was looking at her.