“You’re a two,” the Spanish exchange student said to Ana as they stood outside of the college bar waiting for their other friends and deciding who would go on which car to the next bar. Ignacio was the exchange student’s name. He offered this rating with no context, they were not even speaking. Then he hopped on the passenger seat of the black jeep pickup truck.

Ana opened her eyes wide, trying to process what had just happened. What the actual fuck?

“What did you just say?” She asked, taking a seat on one of the available seats at the back of the pickup.

“That you’re a two,” he said, unmoving.

“That’s so rude why would you say that?” Ana asked. They were speaking in English, and given that she was from Panama and he from Spain, it was all extra odd.

“Well it got me to get you in the car,” Ignacio retored. “So that we could all get going ti the bar. And I accomplished just that.” That clever motherfucker. Through his first rate asshole comment he got just what he wanted. What the actual fuck though,

He had blonde hair and blue eyes. He was very attractive. But she herself was pretty enough. She didn’t need him to confirm it. And even if his goal was just to get her to go into the car there was something so wrong with it all…

He didn’t apologize or said he was kidding. As their very brief interaction finished, other people trickled into the pickup truck and the conversation was left at that. Ana can’t think of it without rolling her eyes in disgust.