There is this girl I see in class and I usually bust on her and stuff and somethimes when I do or at random times when I catch her looking at me, she starts to squint her eyes in a weird way and I don't really understand what that means.
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.