"B-bad Romance!" I belch out at the top of my lungs while jumping around everywhere. I'm getting a lot of odd stares and glances, but I could care less.

My boyfriend and I are currently walking around our collage campus during our lunch break. We are lucky enough to have a free hour for much at the same time once a week. We obviously spend it together. I glance over at him to see he's trying to suppress a smile.

"You know that song's at least a few years old right?" I just shrug.

"Yeah, so? It's still an awesome song." I turn around and jump on top of his back singing even louder now.

"You know that's my ear right?" I giggle and lower my wonderful voice so I don't hurt his poor ears.

"Oops, sorry." He shakes his head and starts mumbling something about people staring. I laugh at him.

"Let people stare! I don't care! Hey you enjoying the show! If you say yes I'll sing for you some more. It'll be worth it."

"Oh my gosh, my boyfriend's weird." I pout and smack him upside the head before climbing down.

"I'm not weird you big Meanie. I'm normal." He raises his eyebrow at me. I'm pretty sure he knows where I'm going with this. He's hear it all before, but one of the students in the crowd I've attracted yells out.

"How do you figure?" I look up to see my boyfriend shaking with laughter and take that as my chance to go ahead.

"I have this theory." It seems that the crowd around me has grown even more. Maybe a lecture just got out or something, I don't know. I just like the fact that there are more people around me I can share my thoughts with.

"Now you've done it." I give him a smirk to let him know I heard that and turn back to my audience.

"My theory is this. That I'm normal." I hold up my hand to keep the chattering at a minimum and keep their attention.

"The reasoning is because nobody's normal. So if you look at it this way we are all weird, because weird is normal. No two people are the same, so how can there be a normal. I'm just trying to explain this in a way even the simplest can understand. My saying usually goes like this: nobody's normal because everyone's different, so if you're normal your weird. Well, that's it. That's my theory and I'm sticking to it."

The guy closest to me shakes his head and turns to his friend.

"Come on, let's go. This guy is crazy." As they walk off I hear a girl yelling at us.

"I think I just found my new best friend!" I smile real big and turn around to see my boyfriend is now on the ground doubled over in laughter. I pout and sit down in front of him.

"Awe, it's not that funny. They had it coming, besides they asked." He just shakes his head and wipes the tears from his eyes. He gives me no warning before he pulls me into his lap and kisses me.

"Oh my God, I love you so much. You may be crazy, but you're my crazy.

A/N. A little random, but hey, whatever. By the way I actually used to say crap like that to on of my friends in school.