The day of Awkwardness

So the BUS ride to school was normal besides the 45min wait heading west, that really is never any fun especially in the 100 degree heat and you sweat balls and you then get to school sit down and you realize its time to get stronger deodorant.

When I was sitting waiting for the BUS to go home, a guy who I kind of assumed  to have autism from my experience, sat down on the bench next to me and introduced himself and being the kind person I am I did the same, my momma taught me well. He then asked me if I attended the school I was sitting at and I explained to him yes I did, I asked the question in return and came to find out that he just comes to campus to hang out. We had some more basic small talk but he then kept creeping close, then asked, "do you like to be touched?", i said "NO!" head shake and all, he then apologized and didn't want me to be mad at him, I explained I was not mad just that I didn't like to be touched. He the asked where do you live I said "FAR FROM HERE."  he asked if we could be friends I told him yes that was fine, he then asked for my number, I in return told him I did not just give my number out to someone I just met. He asked me why people were so anti-social and that he had no friends, because people didn't like him, so I couldn't get up and just move I felt sorry for the guy.
****(Going back to all my psychology classes and childhood development classes I knew that this is a full grown man with male functions but probably with the cognitive development of a 10 year old. I did make it a point to make sure a person was around at all times because I have heard horror stories, about the anger of a child with the physical strength of a full grown man.)**** 

It did continue, he touched my arm and said, "you don't like that?" and I said, "no I do not" and then he told me he was scientist and that he like to test things, I then explained the personal bubble to him and how all people have it and you have to ask if you can cross their personal bubble and if they say no then respect that, he proceeded to ask if he could cross my bubble I explained no he could not. he then said I was very pretty which I thanked him for the compliment. But please understand the whole time this was happening my internal radar was on RED and I knew if the BUS didn't come soon I would have had to excuse my self and leave the situation, but moments later the bus came and I stood up so fast and thank him for the conversation and wished him a good rest of the day,  I looked behind me to make sure I hadn't left anything behind and there on the bench where my butt was sitting was a sweat mark from my ass cheeks, I'm sure from the heat, but I believe mostly from my sympathetic nervous system being heightened.


With Love
Alicia