WHAT DO THEY TALK ABOUT?

A long time ago in a teen universe far away, I used to wonder, "What do they talk about?"

Is he trying to be funny? I don't see her laughing a lot. Is he flattering her? I don't see her blushing? Is he bragging about his accomplishments? I don't see her eyes rolling in her head. I don't see her yawning.

They just seem mesmerized. How do I mesmerize?

So I tried it. I just wouldn't say much of anything. Let her talk. I'd follow her lead. She didn't. No mesmerization. I took her home. Early. She didn't seem to mind.

I observed. They weren't saying much. They were close. They were just looking at each other.

So I tried it. "What're you looking at?" "You," I combined both approaches.

"What for?"

"Cause I like looking at you."

"Well, stop it. You're weirding me out."

I took her home earlier. She approved.

No third time. I quit trying to mesmerize. I decided it might happen after awhile. But I never got to after awhile. I missed mesmerizing.

I took myself home early.

I did mind.