I stood in line for food in the cafeteria.
I was convinced that the amount of pupils at this school must increase on the daily because I had already been waiting 15 minutes and it normally only took 5.
What did a guy have to do to get a glorious cheese toastie around here?
The only thing that made this worse was the fact that the person behind me was heavily breathing down my neck. It was only going to be so long before I lost it.
Finally I could order thank god, I thought it wouldn't be long until I died of starvation
"One cheese toastie please."
"Do you want anything on it..uh mr valtersen." She said looking at my student ID.
"You don't have any cardamom by any chance do you?" I said laughing at my own joke.
"We're not a spice shop mr valtersen, we are a school. That's 150 kroner."
"Okay. Can I buy you a sense of humour?" I asked passing her the money.
"Do you want it heated up?" She said sighing.
"Yes." I said smiling at her smugly.
"She must really hate her job." I thought.
She began serving the next person, I hadn't caught a glimpse of them yet.
"I'll have what he's having minus the cardamom." He said laughing.
He was tall, thin and had the most amazing head of hair I had ever seen. I couldn't even begin to explain it.
"He must be a third year." I thought.
I'm only a second year so that meant there were at least 2 years between us. He wore a denim jacket that fitted him perfectly and a nas top which I admired.
"at least he has a decent music taste." I thought "shame about the breathing issue though."
"What do you have against cardamom?" I questioned.
"Nothing are you assuming I have something against cardamom."
"I'm Isak." I said holding out my hand.
"Even." He replied shaking my hand.
"Are you new? I don't think I've seen you around."
"Yes I actually just transferred."
"Wait...you transferred in your last year? Where did you go before?"
"Yes. I actually just moved from Madrid so I doubt you'd know my old school at all."
"For all you know I could be madridian."
"Did you seriously just say madridian?" He said laughing.
"Nope I think you've got hearing issues you should probably check that out."
"I'll take your advice."
"Good because I'm always right."
"Always?"
"Yes are we playing some sort of doubt game you can't judge me we've known each other 5 minutes."
"Actually it's been like half an hour."
"Half an hour you spent breathing down my neck."
"I did not."
"You did too." I said laughing.
"Well maybe I did but maybe I knew it would annoy you."
"How did you know that it would annoy me? Do I need to get a restraining order against you?"
"Yes I think that would be a good idea." He said.
We both broke into a fit of laughter.
"I don't mean to interrupt you both but your lunches are ready."
"Thankyou." We both replied in unison. I started walking with him.
"Do you have any friends here yet?"
"Yes I do actually and I'm really sorry but I have to leave."
"Why?"
"I've got some work to catch up on." He sighed dramatically.
"Ok I'll see you around then?"
"Sure." He replied exiting in the opposite direction.
