Rules of Anxiety

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: May 17, 2017

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I hope he doesn't notice my finger that must tap against my glass precisely four times each time I pick it up to take a drink.

He's smiling, I can hardly bear it. I can feel the sweat prickling the back of my neck. I laugh at his jokes as I sit with my open book, my right leg crossed over my left shaking violently.

There's so many people here. I see them out of the corner of my eye as they rush through some text while still managing to laugh at their friend's joke.

They seem normal, making me even more conscious about my every move. It took me twenty minutes to finally choose a shirt to wear. I bet they're judging it. It could be too tight. Too loose. God, I don't even know. Maybe I should have worn my blue blouse.

He's so cute. I know I'm screwing this up.

I should have just stayed home.

I can't breathe.

My throat's constricting.

All I know is I want to get as far from here as I can. But if I slightly move, they'll all see.

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