PHAT

Trey never felt pretty. He knew he was handsome or so his mother told him but by modern standards he was not. He had a large forehead, a protruding jaw, small features, narrow shoulders with a large waist, pencil legs, no but, a large belly, and acne. His hair however was wavy, a reasonable length, and well kept; he even had the sides shaved now to keep on trend. Trey had a wonderful and attractive personality and always found himself with a bevy of friends of all kinds. Not just the usual surface relationships, but meaningful ones. His romantic life was as barren as a South American desert (Yes they have deserts there, Google it). Girls usually just wanted to be friends and Men told him that he was not their type. After he reached 17 he knew that it was his personality that was going to find him his life long mate and as far as the physical, well God have him hands. This is how he maintained himself until he was 27 (A long time, right?). Of course he had lost his virginity by this time but as far as the love of his life was concerned he might as well be on Mercury and He/She on Earth, or so he felt. Trey was almost thrown into cardiac arrest when he saw Nell at the gas station counter.

TREY
Nell: Can I help you?
Trey: Um...
Nell: Um what?
Trey: I just want this.
Trey pushed his morning energy drink and honey bun towards her
Nell: Sure thing Sir.
Trey: Could you say that again?
Nell: Sure thing.
Trey: No the whole thing.
Nell: Sure thing Sir.
Trey: That's the first time I think I've heard some one say 'Sir' to me and meant it.
Nell: Uh, you're welcome...
Trey: I'm sorry its just you're so beautiful.
Nell: I don't feel that way.
Trey: Neither do I.
Nell: I don't think anyone does, really.
Trey: Oh I'm sure that they do.
Nell: Why are you so sure?
Trey: Because they can see it in the mirror, because they tell others that they know they are pretty.
Nell: Still that doesn't mean they believe it. Don't you know how it feels to believe something inside.
Trey: I'm not sure I do.
"Could you hurry it up, I've got to get to work. " Balked the man behind Trey.
Nell: $6.21
Trey: I mean how do you really know anything?
Nell: Debit or Credit. Well are your pants blue?
Trey: Credit. Yes, but you know what I mean.
Nell: I was just being funny. You have a nice day.
Trey: You too. What time do you get off?
Nell: Noon.
Trey: I'll see you then.