He also said that "she's emo. She is, she just doesn't dress like it." Well, this doesn't bother me at all. Also, it was one of those things once again that you couldn't outwardly see, but it would make sense it she was. In fact, it made her even more interesting. Some people consider me like that, but I'm no wrist-cutter. Neither is she. This aspect of her didn't bother me at all, it just made her more interesting.
Anyways, even before he could get more information he deduced that she was straight. I asked him to look into it a bit more.
At this point, one of his friends was sitting next to him listening in on us, but he's not that important, I doubt he cared. But it was a bad omen, my friend was already letting other people in on it. Which brings me to my next point.
During lunch, at the line, he says he talked to her. I asked him, "what did you say?" I don't remember for sure what happenned next, but... he did say something about mentioning my name to her.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY!?"
I said that pretty loud, at least ten people heard me. They ignored it. At this point, I am screwed, big time. It wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. He said, this is what he told her. He said it was sarcastic, and said he was a pro.
"Hey, *her, you're pretty emo, you should go out with me (as in the poster of this thread), he's pretty emo too."
My first reaction was relief, but then it came back to me that he actually said my name. I wanted him to keep it between us, he said he'd make sure no one else would find out. Anyways, he said that she said "ew, I don't know him too much."
I'm pretty sure it wasn't a "ew" in disgust to me in particular.
I haven't thought about that too much yet. I'm still reflecting over it.
Anyways, we parted ways with a "well dude, if you don't talk to her nothing will happen."
At this point I was terrified. Seriously. I went through lunch contemplating suicide, eating without thinking.
During the last period of the day, my heart was pounding, even though she wasn't even in the room. I decided I'd tell her "Hey, did he (my friend who talked to her) talk to you about anything?" And if she says "yes" or something, I'd say "don't take it seriously."
Even though it'd be more of a "d-d-don't t-t-take ittooseriouslyi2o34h09y9sw"
Anyways, I saw he after school, at about fifteen yards distance, but I froze up and walked away. I was still contempating suicide, but now I've calmed down enough to rationalize a reasonable reaction.
Right now, I'm thinking that she may not have taken it too seriously.
I'll type more if I recall things.
If my specs matter, I'll also post it someone asks.
Seriously, someone. What do I do?