Devious Ploys

On the way home this afternoon I was casually planning an end-of-year beach trip with a friend of mine, because we both agreed it would be rather exciting to go down to the beach with a bunch of our friends instead of parents. I had so much fun at maths camp I guess I look forward to an extended version. Invite my maths teacher as well- make it maths camp ver. II. Except maybe skip out on the maths this time...

So we were counting off the no. of people we could take, and how many of our friends would like to come. Then the name of the person I may-or-may-not have a crush on came up inevitably, and I thought to myself, hey, wouldn't this be the best opportunity. Not that it's likely this whole beach-trip thing would happen, but if it were to happen and they could come along, man I'd create soooo many opportunities for myself.

My friend, being the great wing-man (or rather, wing-woman?) she is, came up with great plans.
1. Have the entire group go out for a walk at sunset or something, and make everyone else walk super-fast and leave me alone with a certain someone *cough*. Naturally that certain someone will try to catch up to the rest of the group, and since they are undoubtedly my athletic superior in every aspect, I'm kinda screwed. It was at this point that my friend inserted her suggestion: "this is where you trip over while ***** tries to catch up, then you call out and ***** will be forced to stay behind." Aw man, I should've thought of that one: it's like the no.1 cliched scene from all those crappy Asian dramas I wasted my life watching.

Crap, I just admitted to watching Asian dramas. That makes me kind of a pansy, doesn't it? Maybe you should erase that from your minds.

But seriously.

TURN BACK BIATCH AND CATCH ME BEFORE I FALL

I'm going to trip, right, and when ***** turns back for me, I'm gonna be all like "OW I FELL AND I'VE GOT INTERNAL HEMORRHAGING YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO CARRY ME ON YOUR BACK FOR THE REST OF THE WAY" Now the plan may fail due to my ever-increasing weight, but eh, worth a shot. Or I can say something like, "IT'S BEEN SCIENTIFICALLY PROVEN THAT HOLDING HANDS WILL CURE ANY AILMENT I HAVE FROM TRIPPING OVER NOTHING."

So, continuing on:
2. Move all the luggage belonging to that "someone" next to my bed, so they take the bed adjacent to mine. Somehow shift seats so that we are seated together at every occasion. Sure it'd get sus eventually, but it'd at least take a while for anyone to notice. I can be subtle, I swear~

As for 3... well, I don't have a 3... YET. I'll get there, if this beach trip comes to actualization.