“One for the money, two for the road, three to get ready and go, Tigers, go!”
Therese made a mock stick landing, hands in the air and legs together. Her face beamed with silly pride.
“Of course, I used to be able to do back flips and all that stuff,” she said. “We’d step up on the boy’s knees and they would flip us over, like this…” Therese tried to pantomime how the move worked.
Paul frowned. “I never could do any of that stuff.”
“Well, gymnastics isn’t everyone’s thing.”
“I mean, I wasn’t athletic. I was more of a bookworm. I mean, I didn’t hang with the jocks. Actually, I was one of those kids that got picked on a lot.”
Therese didn’t know what she should say. She was part of the group of kids in school who made kids like Paul miserable.
Guessing the reason for the awkward moment, Paul continued. “Well, you know what they say. Opposites attract.”
“But that’s why we sign up on a web dating site, right?,” Therese laughed, “To avoid meeting stupid…” Therese stopped. Words had a nasty habit of falling out of her mouth before she knew what she was saying.
“Nothing is fail-safe. But, hey,” Paul gulped down the last of his beer, took out his wallet and placed two twenties on the table. He stood and held out his hand. “Anyway, nice to meet you. And Good luck. Meeting someone, I mean.” Therese stood, but didn’t shake Paul’s hand.
“Mind if we walk out together?” She asked with a nervous laugh.
“ ‘Course not. I’ll walk you to your car.”
This week’s prompts: I’m broken; One for the road; That’s not what I do