Things I knew about Sean: He has dated an acquaintance in my homeroom since middle school. She is a very talented singer. I’ve always thought that she shined brighter than him, as mean as the thought is. Still, I also knew that next year in the yearbook their faces would be under the category “Cutest Couple.”
In AP Biology class, the tables are black and fitted for two. When I entered the room on the second day of school, I instantly noticed someone, him, sitting at the table that I had all to myself the day before. A quick glance around confirmed that the seat beside him was the only one available. I mentally groaned and made my way towards the center of the room. I took the chair next to him, and we said nothing.
Shared silence, I think, is one of the greatest treasures of this world. I find small talk exhausting and honestly a little annoying. It seemed like Sean thought the same thing, which I appreciated. Or maybe he took my silence as hostility. This certainly wasn’t the case, of course. I couldn’t feel more neutral about Sean if I tried. Continue reading