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ok so this girl I saw st the club a few months back I talked to and asked for her number but she said I could have her insta instead, but I had iPhone 4 so that didn’t work so she ended up giving me her number. I texted but it didn’t work so I thought she gave me a fake number but she was drunk, Last night I saw her again and I stopped her and she talked to me and I was flirting hard but she didn’t blow me off me and she remembered me and said she Gave me her number then I asked for it again but she said she has a boyfriend now so I missssed my chance and then I asked if I could get insta an she said yea. Was she interested or stilll is? she has a boyfriend but let me flirt with her, ask her why her man ain’t around as fine as she is, looked like she blushed.

I'm an 18 year old high school senior, but I still prefer to take the bus to school unless I got to stay after school for clubs or something. It just saves more money than driving to school every single day even when I have no reason to stay after school.

But anyways, I usually just go for the very first seat on the bus, the one right behind the driver. I usually get the seat by the window, as I'm there early.

And one day, a cute blonde girl is already there before me. No biggie. I just don't get the seat close to the window. So I sit next to her. I was wearing shorts, and felt extremely soft skin on my knee. It was her leg, since she was also wearing shorts. I was gonna move my leg, but I wanted to see if she would first. But she didn't.

There was plenty of space for her to move her leg away from mine and get her own personal space 100%, but she didn't.

She was just on her phone, but then put it down, looked at me, smiled, and asked me what my name was. I told her. Then she said, "Well nice to meet you, I'm Samantha!" And she shook my hand, and I blushed a little.

She then asked me about what I liked to do, and I told her I like to draw. She asked me if I had any to show her, and so I took out my sketchbook from AP Art from my backpack, and showed her my artwork throughout the year. She was very enthusiastic and had something to say about every little drawing. It was awesome, rarely anyone appreciates my drawings.

I then asked about her interests, and she said soccer and swimming, and though I don't care for those, the way she explained it made me care. So much enthusiasm and passion.

And from there, we sit on the bus next to each other everyday, everyday with my bare knee slightly touching hers, and her never moving her leg.

It's almost always bare legs, too, since we live in Florida, and both myself and her hate pants, and only wear shorts.

I can't tell if she's just friendly and/or doesn't care, or if she legit likes me, though.