We established ages ago that while I hate all humans, I hate teens the most. I nodded my head, with my lip turned up in my signature snarl, to the melodic screams, drums and electric guitars of 30 Seconds to Mars playing through my headphones.
Dressed in white fitted slacks, a blue and green floral blouse, shades and bedazzled flip flops. I was the poster girl for summer.
The train arrived and the teen girls who had been standing somewhere behind me pushed past me to get onto the train as I had stepped aside to let the people off. I grunted and kicked the one closest to me. Her neck snapped quickly to face me and I stared at her daring her to say something. she looked away.
I continue to bop my head feeling a hot stare burning a hole into the side of me.
I turn to see a set of teens to my right and a lone teen leaning against the door.
They all look miserable and I think to myself, "Where the hell are all these got damned kids going?"
The loner leaning on the door had the typical teen expression, "I hate life. No one understands me. Why is life so haaaard?"
I rolled my eyes thinking, "Little girl, you have no idea what life is even about yet.". I wanted to smack a smile onto her frowning face. She was dressed sloppily in sweats and a t-shirt that did not hide her muffin top.
I laughed to myself as I thought, "Sheesh I'm getting old and turning into my mother!" I was once that miserable teen, thinking I knew everything but knowing nothing.
I was still looking at the miserable teen wanting to smack her as the train pulled into the next station. It became crowded and I snarled at the Hispanic man and inched away from him as he stared at me. I rolled my eyes and turned to see who I was bumping into.
And there he was. At least 6'3" with chocolate skin and broad shoulders. He wore a polo shirt and it fit snugly over his frame and arms..Lawd his ARMS! His biceps the size of my thighs! It took everything in me not to lick the chocolate arm that was stretched out in front of me holding on. He looked at me with a slight apologetic smile as the train grew increasingly more crowed and he got closer. I blushed and turned away. He stared at me for a bit then turned away. Then he continued to steal glances. I watched all of this from behind my shades as I faced forward. And then..when I thought I had met the chocolate man of my dreams..and thought of the beautiful chocolate babies we would have, he puffed up his chest like a peacock. I raised a brow. Laughing to myself at this blatant attempt to get my attention.
The train pulled into the next station and another man entered the train and began to stare. I was beginning to think my panties were on the outside of my pants when it hit me, I was wearing white pants. White pants give me super powers.
Bahahahahahha!
I returned my gaze to my future husband and almost gasped in horror.
He had begun bopping super hard to his loud ass rap music that I could hear over mine.
This love affair was OVER. I turned away and kept my head turned until he left the train.
*ding dong*
Thank you for riding the MTA.
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