The Show Goes On

My friends say, “We like Nicholas Sparks because it’s nice to think that romance can actually happen.” 

Me: *rolls eyes* 

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Cute guy from Ole Miss says, “Don’t judge me but I love reading the books that go with Nicholas Sparks movies. I hate it but I’m such a romantic and it’s just nice to think that romance can actually happen. I get all embarassed when I go buy the books though…I can just FEEL the cashiers judging me. You probably think I’m SO gay now, right?” 

Me: “Not at all! It’s really cute, actually. I used to be a hardcore romantic but I got banged up a bit. It’s coming back though…slowly, haha. I just read The Lucky One, it was actually pretty good. Images of Zefron helped a lot though.” 

Ole Miss: “Next one that comes out, we’ll both read the book and then go see the movie. Deal?”

Me: “Now you’re SO gay.” 

Ole Miss: “Whatever! I know how this goes. You’re gonna play hard to get like the girl from the Notebook. I’ll tell you how you’re like a bird and then we’ll go see the movie, I’ll pay and we’ll have really great sex afterwards.” 

Me: “You have such a way with words, Mr. Sparks.” 

Ole Miss: “I’m going to kill you.” 

Me: “365 LETTERS!” 

Ole Miss: “YOUR PICTURE SAVED ME LIFE.” 

Me: “MAGICAL MAILBOX.”

Ole Miss: “FALL IN LOVE AND THEN WAR!” 

Me: “I HIT THAT BITCH WITH A BOTTLE.”

Ole Miss: “That’s a Chris Brown book…”

Me: “OH MY GOD, I THINK I’M FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOU.”