1st unconscious pickup try.......and fail

gonna try to include as much info as possible. I'm black with an afro in Toronto.

Not wearing anything particularly out of the norm. School uniform (red tie and blue dress shirt). This happened a Wednesday night about two weeks ago. I'm sitting on the bus and this cute ginger girl steps on. it's TTC buses so I was sitting on the left side of the bus just before the stairs where there are two seats. Mind you, there are other empty seats on the bus. I was sitting on the outside seat so the window seat was opened.

She walks on and she's looking kinda shy. I was....gazing around the bus absent mindedly but of course, when a girl around my age walks on, i'ma check her out QUICKLY. Anyways, she walks down the aisle of the bus and I turn my legs, blocking her way to the stairs to get to the seats at the back, while nonverbally offering her the seat next to me. She sits. I'm already freaking out (aa) cause I know I wanna talk to her but I don't know how. Well, it's not exactly that I didn't know how. I usually used the same thing to get a girl to say SOMETHING to me. "Excuse me but...What time is it?" Unfortunately, it always takes me FOREVER to at least ask a girl that.

Mystery's 3 second rule is broken by, like, 10000 seconds. :S Anyways, I keep stealing side glances and, I dunno if I was doing something wrong or what but after a while, she looks out the window as if she missed her stop and she gets up. In my head, I'm like, "aww damn. there goes unattainable eye candy." but she doesn't get off. lalala. continued stolen glance. Then, she does something I find interesting. She draws a flower on the window. Immediately, I think of a plan.

Step 1: draw a flower beside.
Step 2: wait for her to notice it.
Step 3: make obvious witty comment about flowers. (It was a cold day so I was gonna say, "pretty flowers shouldn't be alone in this horrible weather."

I had it alll planned out. Yet, I couldn't get past Step 2.

I got up near my stop and drew a tulip beside her flower when she wasn't looking. Then, she turned and saw it and was surprised and she smiled, but she didn't look at me.

There was nobody else that coulda drawn the flower. I'm paralyzed though, even after such an OBVIOUS ioi. *facepalm*

We get off at the same stop and get on the same next bus. We sit practically next to each other in the back and then she gets off the bus before me.

End of story.

Feedback?

You had opportunities. You knew what to do. You wanted to do it. And you didn't. What do you want us to say? :-). Don't be a chicken shít next time and talk. Be the man.

I was so isolated when I was brought up. At least now I've recongnized it and i'm changing. Definitely gonna work on it! Although, was the flower thing a good touch?

absolutely, whether she saw it or not. you're spreading your good will around in the interest of meeting people.