“And why are YOU still single?”

He asked, quirking his eyebrow.

I  look at him, surprised that he even asked me the question. Can't he see who is he talking to? Guys are weird. "no idea." I said, eventually.

Two eyebrows raised high, unfazed. I have a feeling that he didn't believe me.

"Really? You must be picky." He smirks. Boys.

I said nothing.

"You're cute..." He said as an afterthought.

I sigh heavily. "That means nothing" because I'm a freak and a very bad person. I add internally.

"Come one, there must be someone." He pried.

"no." I said, with finality.

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meh, no wonder I'm still single. 
How is my first person POV writing, any good? *grin

Day 1. Your response to everyone’s favorite question: “And why are YOU still single?”

—The Single Woman’s 30-Day Blogging Challenge!