Dayum, girl

I was on the skytrain, coming home from Vancouver. I was squinting in the sunlight and tried to look at my reflection from the plastic panel in front of the seat before me. I also saw the girl in front of me, and she looked at my face through the plastic panel as well. I thought she suspected me of staring at her so I leaned backwards and settled back in my seat.

She suddenly whirled around and looked in my direction, but I averted my eyes as she did so so she wouldn't think I was being a creeper. She turned back, but whirled around again and looked at me directly in the eye and started speaking to me in Mandarin. I was all shocked and said like "sorri sorri me no tok tok" and she just laughed and said "Sorry I just wanted to ask you something. I'm a design student for fashion and I'm looking for models for my work. I noticed how you did your makeup and I was wondering if you'd be ineterested in being one of them."

I think I was holding up the most reeetarded facial expression while she spoke to me. I thought she was very pretty, though she almost wore no makeup, and I got all jealous at her perfect skin. I hardly listened to her at all. I ended up just nodding a couple times and she gave me a piece of paper for me to put down my number and email. I smiled awkwardly and introduced myself, shook her hand before she abruptly left the train. She departed and I was left realizing that the whole crowded train was still eyeing me. All I could respond with was the biggest smirk on my face because a hot girl just asked me for my number, bitchessss.