I should see her again this afternoon (bio tests for everyone today, apparently); we'll see how it goes then.
No dice; she didn't come to class this afternoon. She did leave early the other day to take her cat to the vet; I think the phone call was bad news on that front.
Just relax, plan out your approach of course, but don't view her reaction as though she's in the stands of the Coliseum about to decide your fate with a thumb-signal. 
That will definitely be easier with her than it was with the last girl I tried talking to.
Previously on Andux's Awkward Anxiety Adventures... The original plan with
that girl--let's call her A., and the girl from today B. (as it happens, those are their actual first initials; evidently my libido works in alphabetical order now)--was this: After finishing the day's chemistry exam, I hang around in the hall for a few minutes (during the previous exam, she finished just a minute or two after I did); when she comes out, I catch her eye, she stops for a moment, and I say, "Hey, sorry if this is weird, but would you maybe like to get some lunch or something? Nothing too serious, just food and conversation." What
actually happened was more like this:
[After finishing the day's chemistry exam, I stand around in the hall like a creep for like 20 minutes; when A. finally comes out, I completely fail to catch her eye.]
Me: (too quietly to be heard) "
Hey."
A.: *keeps walking*Me: (louder) "Umm..."
It may just be because I startled her, but the moment I said "Um," she turned around and fixed me with the most terrifying, icy gaze, like a predatory bird sizing up a field mouse.
A.: *turns, wary* ಠ_ಠMy though process at that point went something like, "OhGodpleasedon'tkillme, pleasedon'tkillme, I'llneverbotheryouagain, I swear! Oh God, she's waiting for me to say something. What do I say? 'Please don't kill me?' No! The plan, just stick to the plan, get it over with."
Me: *panics* (mumbling) "
Hey, s-sorry this is weird... do you wanna have lunch?"
A.: *briefly surprised, forcing a polite smile* "I... actually have to work."
Me: (lamely) "Oh, OK."
A.: "OK?"
*backs away slooowly leaves the building*Me: .o{
Huh, that actually wasn't as bad as I thought it was gonna be.}
*shrugs, chuckles* "
Okay."
*shakes head, heads off to lunch alone*
Actual happy: No more stupid political ads!
Just the usual assortment of stupid politicians. 
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