october 12th, 2012

chris walked into class; hair buzzed with subtle frosted tips, eyebrow piercing with baggy jeans and a “foo fighters” band-tee on.

he greeted his group of skater-stoner friends and sat in the back of class, directly behind you as him and his friends laughed.

you’d always thought that chris was cute, had him added as a friend on myspace and always admiring the pics he posted on instagram.

but, your friends always discouraged you going after him, mainly because he’s a huge stoner (saying they gave him major degenerate vibes), and that he’s known to sleep and kiss a ton of girls without ever being in a relationship.

but alas, you could still admire him and talk to him when you had the chance to, without coming off as some psycho stalker who’s in love with him.