Personal Pandemonium in Panera...

Okay, so everything started off surreptitiously, because she and I knew we would be the talk of the town, or school, if everybody found out about us. As if that weren't difficult enough, we happened to locate the town ourselves--at Panera Bread, consequently filling in some of the clues about what she and I were doing together. Never go to Panera Bread at Tice's Corner on a Saturday, because you will inevitably find at least fifteen people from school that you know, most of whom make it their obligation to give you the Hester Prynne stare-down, but that's just my own apprehension getting to me, for really none of that happened. A scruple went through my mind as soon as I tried to make a superhero getaway; I couldn't let my enemies win, even though they really aren't my enemies. If we had left, I would have let my own nerves get the best of me, and I simply could NOT let that happen. Granted, I am friends with most of the people that I saw there, but when my ex-girlfriend walked in, about twenty minutes after our arrival, I was almost forced to cede all of my optimism on how awkward the night could actually get. It begins to really get to me when, upon my arrival back to school on monday, I was still getting annoyed by some of my peers. Some even asserted their supercilious jokes upon me, but it was all in good fun. As if seeing them on Saturday didn't depreciate my machismo enough, I was still playfully scrutinized. I think it was funny after the fact now, but at the time, it was thoroughly embarrassing. It's so appropriate for high school. Trying to salvage my pride, in a colloquial tone, I stated to one of my peers, "Leave me alone!" but it didn't matter. Like everything, it passed, and my ten seconds of embarrassment are over and I find it'll be one of those awkward moments to look back upon. I am really happy that it all happened, because she is a great person ~