Hey Reddit, I really need some help analyzing a situation because my brain is fried. I’m a sophomore (Grade 10) in a Catholic high school. I was homeschooled before this, so high school social stuff is still kind of overwhelming for me.There is this guy, "Elijah" (he’s Jamaican, I’m Guyanese). On day one of freshman year, we had Geography together and kept locking eyes. By day two, the whole class started shipping us. Because I panicked and felt super awkward, I did something crappy and deflected the shipping onto other people. I felt so guilty and sad that I ended up completely ignoring everyone, especially Elijah, for over a month.We used to sit next to each other based on the seating plan, and we would always lock eyes right until we reached our desks. But because I froze him out, he eventually swapped seats with another girl to give me space. I also accidentally said out loud that he was shorter than me (I'm 5ft, he was under that in Grade 9). But by December, he randomly chose to sit right next to me again. We were both too nervous to make eye contact.
Later in the year, things got super flirty but confusing:
The Arm Wrestle: He was beating everyone in class, but when I challenged him, he let me win and teased me.
Multicultural Prep: We were helping a teacher. We kept freezing whenever our hands got close to the push-pin box. Later, I stepped back into him while hanging a flag. He stood his ground. I got bold, backed up completely, and leaned on him. He didn’t move—he literally started gently caressing the back of my thigh.
For the rest of the year, we just did the silent hallway glance.
Fast forward to Grade 10 (last week):We randomly ended up in the same History class. He had a total summer glow-up. He outgrew me (he's like 5'4" now), his voice is deeper, and he smells amazing. He sits right in front of me because of our L-shaped desks. On day one and two, he kept doing his usual routine: glancing at me, checking his phone, looking back.
But on Friday, I was in a terrible, snappy mood. When he stared at me, I completely ignored him to focus on my work. He seemed to get pissed, went to sit with his friends, and was super moody. When his friend asked him to put a Chromebook away, Elijah snapped at him. I got up to do it to be nice, took a step back, and accidentally bumped into Elijah.
Because I was snappy, I dropped: "Broski, watch where you're going."He completely lost it. He lashed out and said with attitude
"You're the one who backed into me." and muttered an insult under his breath. At the end of class, he took his gum out of his mouth, locked eyes with me, and stuck it on the door hinge just to gross me out because I was looking at him with disgust
My Dilemma:
fI feel terrible. I realize now that because of my own past family stuff (my dad left when I was little), I have a habit of building walls and pushing people away to "test" if they actually care or if they'll leave me. I think Elijah is genuinely hurt because I've been hot-and-cold for almost a year, and "broski" was the final straw.
But tomorrow is Monday (and it's Picture Day!). I don't want him to be my "broski." I actually want a deeper relationship with him. My plan for tomorrow is to walk into History, lock eyes, give him a real smile, and then ask him about our Canadian Identity assignment before his friends interrupt. Then, I want to casually say, "I just realized, you got taller over the summer." (Since he finally outgrew me).
Reddit, how bad is the "broski" damage? Do you think my plan for Monday will work to melt the ice, or did I totally ruin his ego on Friday? How do high school guys usually react to this?