Do you ever wish something never happened, after it actually happened. For example, you start to talk to a cute guy who you barely know. He seems super nice and funny until it turns out that he's a player. Like you felt on top of the world when you guys were talking, and then everything is shattered because you were just played. Well that's exactly what happened to me, and it was not pleasant. What happened was that over the summer, a cute junior boy started talking to me. His name is Miles Teegan. Of course, me being a still-single sophomore, I happily started to befriend him quickly. He would tell me that I was pretty and that he was really into me. I was so naive that I believed everything he told me. I would try my best to flirt with …show more content…
Junior Boy and I started to talk about meeting each other and maybe even starting something together. Obviously, I wasn't the one to say no. So I tried to meet up with him at the mall one day before school was about to start. As I wait patiently at one of the food court tables, I see something that broke my heart into millions of pieces. Miles Teegan was holding hands and kissing Carly Oleman. I watched them with my own teary eyes as they broke apart and smiled at each other. I felt like my whole world was falling down to oblivion and I couldn't do anything to stop it. But the cherry on top was when Miles Teegan turned to his left and looked me right in the eyes. I couldn't feel anything. I felt numb with sadness, anger, regret, heartbreak, and disbelief. I immediately stood up and walked out of the court and out to the bus stop. And it's funny because, I almost wanted him to come running after me. But even I knew that wouldn't happen. Right when I got home, I ran to my room and fell to the floor in tears. I couldn't believe how gullible I was to easily open up to someone I didn't even know. The worst part about it was that I actually told him I liked him. I told the piece of shit that I liked him and that I really wanted to date him. That was probably the biggest mistake I've made by
The time was around 10:30 and my eyelids felt as heavy as a brick to keep open. I was just about to shut everything down for the night, when the loud sound of a snapchat notification startled me awake. I looked at the blaring screen of my phone in the dark, to see it was from my friend Jordan. Flirting with each other was our thing, but nothing more. At the end of everything, he's a junior and I'm a freshman, he still wants me to grow up a little bit. I opened up
I couldn’t believe it. I read and reread the message ten times before I responded just to make sure it was actually meant for me. So I slowly typed, “Hi, how are you doing?” At this point, I was the happiest girl on Earth. We talked for a couple of minutes. At the end, we exchanged phone numbers. We texted everyday! Talking to him was relaxing. It seemed as if he already understood me before I even knew his last name. We grew closer and closer as friends, but neither of us knew if we should actually be together. I don’t know what it was about him, but he already had me claiming him before he even asked me out. I’m usually the type of girl who doesn’t care about anything too much, but I don’t know why this guy had me going crazy for him.
As the dark stadium filled with fire, with the sounds of guns and bombs exploding everywhere, the crazed fans yelled at the top of their lungs. The enormous stage was rumbling with the sound of a single guitar as the band slowly started their next encore performance. Soon after I realized that I was actually at the Sanitarium concert listening to Metallica play "One", I thought to my self, "Is this real, am I actually here right now?" I had a weird feeling the entire time because I had worked all summer to simply listen to music with a bunch of strangers.
My date (we’ll call him Bob to protect the not-so-innocent) arrived at my house dressed in dirty jeans and a T-shirt; I, on the other hand, was wearing a nice black pants-suit. When I asked him where we were going on our date, he replied, incredulous, "Oh. You want to go somewhere?" At this point, I probably should have sent the boy packing, but I replied, somewhat sarcastically, "Yes, that would be nice." I was thinking dinner, maybe a movie; what I got was a drive around our boring town which culminated in spending an hour on a deserted playground where he wanted to make out. When we finally arrived back at my place, he told me he had a great time and asked me if I wanted to go out again. I answered that I would "think about it," as I let the door shut quietly on his surprised face.
It was not until we began hanging out with the same group of friends that we actually started to have truly engaging conversations. Once I got an idea of who he was at a basic level the more intrigued I was. This brings us to the experimenting stage, we began surrounding ourselves with the same group of people more and more as time went on. I was definitely interested in him at the time and because we were constantly together in group activities, I became fond of how he interacted in a group setting. He came off as a very kind, intelligent and humorous person. This encouraged me to get to know him on a deeper level. The curiosity I had really pushed me into the intensifying stage. We began hanging out more at school, working on the same projects and spending more time together aside our usual group activities. At this point, we began going on dates and had strong intentions on beginning a relationship. It was clear that we wanted to start a structure in our lives that actively involved one
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