I was going through the culinary class kitchen to ask for the coffee pot to be power washed, since someone left it full overnight (part of my job at this school is to run a coffee stand woo). I carefully weaved in between all the white tailored chefs in training and got a few not so friendly looks for getting in their way. I finally made it to the wash station and asked one of the students over the loud dishes whether he could wash my coffee pot or not. He sauntered the two inches between the sink and me (I don’t know how that happened) and he said, “I’ll wash your coffee pot”, with the most suggestive eyebrow arch I had ever seen. I kinda faltered in my thanks and waited by the counter. He asked me about where I was from and how my class was. He dried it off for me and handed it back with his hands purposefully lingering. He wished me a great day and added that I could come back to get my coffee pot washed anytime I needed it with a wink. I said a bright thanks and quickly turned around (I like running away from boys okay). I put a little more sway into my walk with my uniform heals and went out the door (might as well run away in style?). I’m pretty sure he was checking me out if the pan reflection was correct too :P Now, every time I see him I want to giggle because I keep thinking about what he said in his deep, manly voice, “I’ll clean your coffee pot anytime”. I am so mature as you can tell!
The other story is so awkward I can’t even write it out really! My heart was doing jumping jacks in my chest when it happened oh my goodness! It didn’t happen at school, thank God. It happened at an outing with some friends. He and I, who I haven’t known for too long, were sitting together in a car while we waited for the others. We were kinda squished close, which was okay since we both have had no personal space with each other since we met; he literally wrestled me for food during summer….another story for another time lol. Anyways, It was so simple too. I turned to ask what he said and he turned sideways to ask what and suddenly we were sharing some DNA! Once again, I shared a kiss that was not initiated by myself. One of these days, I am just going to smack someone on the lips so I can say, “Hey! I kissed someone!” I would really appreciate to initiate a kiss of my own accord someday. So, ending of the story, I think our red faces only calmed down after an hour and every time I think about it now my face does the thing too. Our relationship is cool still though :) We were both a little shocked, but I am okay and he is okay. He will probably tease me about in secret whispers forever and I’ll punch him numerous times for evidently no reason to outsiders, just like it’s supposed to be!
So, with most embarrassing moments shared, I say adieu to you lovelies who waited so patiently to hear from us :3,