There was a guy who wrote "A Simple (True) Love Story" earlier...and after reading that thread, I just had to talk about my past memory with a certain girl long ago.
(This is a high school story by the way...)
I was just 15 year old sophomore and had NO LUCK landing at least one girl in my life. I was a nerd in elementary, middle, and part of high school. I talked a lot about Star Wars and Star Trek, lodged myself into my room playing video games every day after school, and was practically a timid fellow that practically mumbled over every statement. I was also overweight and didn't do much to fix the problem. However, if there was one thing that made me feel envious, angry, frustrated, etc....was that I never went out with a girl...EVER!!!!! When I went to school dances, I danced ONLY ONE dance (and a f***ing slow one) each time with a girl, but each time I was told it was out of pity. At the time, I felt like that was the only way to get a girl. Otherwise (in my school) you just had to be popular to land a girl. Like I mentioned before...didn't do much because I thought the heavenly Lord would do it for me.
Anyways...my life sucked until I entered my sophomore year. I was training to play for the hs soccer team for the second time...and I just realized that I lost 30 lbs from that training (amazing, huh?). I got looks from girls, but not enough to get their number or something. I knew it was always "make the move on her" approach at my school...or it won't happen. My best friend kept telling me "don't be shy...talk to some of those girls." Yea...easy for him to say...I was still embarrassed to just mention my name or ask how was her day.
Three months in, I still made no progress. I got on the soccer squad as the starting keeper, but all that I achieved was the respect of my teammates...what about the girls in my school?!! I was very sad. I think before the event I am about to tell, I went to seven dances, and only four were "memorable" because I danced with one girl each. Yet, we never became friends, exchanged numbers, nor just say hi at school. Then...the eight dance came...
My parents dropped me off back at the high school at night one November. There were a lot of teens waiting to get into the gym and dance their heart out. Normally, I didn't want to go because I felt no girl would dance with me. However, my best friend insisted...especially when 1) he had girls lined up for me to choose, and 2) would blackmail me with a secret (i will never tell) to the school if I didn't show.
For the first hour...I stood around with my guy friends and we stood like idiots. While couples were grinding away or others raving/breakdancing on the dance floor...we had our little circle and just pretended like we were dancing by making little kicks and moving side to side. Once in a while, we would stop, and majority of them retreated to stand against a wall. My best friend dragged me out and told me to pick a girl...and walk up to her. The dance wasn't crowded yet...so it was easy to pick out some girls. They were the preppy/slutty type of girls (I don't know why my mind was there at the time)...and they were very sexual. Each one I approach, I said hi...and they either said "get away" or "f*** off loser." The closest I got was me saying "do you want to dance," only to hear the response "sorry...I'm dancing with my girls" or "waiting for my boyfriend" (most lied...those bitches!!). There was, however, a particular girl around the dance floor. I think every 10 minutes, she would approach me and say "do you want to dance?" Stupid me...I told her "it's alright...I'm looking for my friends" and walk away. It was partially because I wanted to dance with a hot girl and she didn't feel attractive to me (she was "average" to me).
It was at that top of the hour that I was ready to give up. Sure, I spent $5 on a lousy ticket that meant nothing...but I didn't want to waste another two hours being alone or grouped with a bunch of guys. Even when the gym had music videos playing or bunch of lights flashing around...it didn't amaze me...it was just the same like the other depressing dances I had. I walked out, drank some water, and was about to leave to grab a pay-phone when my best friend came out. He was having a great time with his girlfriend, but knew I wasn't having fun. He asked "what's wrong...you ok?" I told me that the dance was a waste and wanted to go home. Before I put the coins in, he grabbed them away from me and grabbed my arm. For a moment, I was frustrated that he was going to make me go through that s*** again...with just me wandering aimlessly till the end. When we got back inside, the gym was packed! No way you could easily stroll around. It was so bad my other friends decided to bail for a bit and stand outside. So...with just me and my best friend...he decided to do something that I'll never forget...
"ok dude...go get that girl" and shoved me into the crowd.
It was there I was compact with various teens into this dancing frenzy. Most of the couples involved girls shaking their ass to their man, but for me it felt uncomfortable. I will say that I NEVER engaged in something like that before...felt it wasn't right (why is it called "freak dancing" again?). It was a minute in when I turned around and tried to retreat back outside again. I was then I felt a little tap against my right shoulder. I turned...and...
it was the same girl who f***ing kept following me!!
I think it was 3-4 times until now she kept asking to dance with me. When she asked me AGAIN whether to dance with her or not...I told myself "f*** it...just go with it." She grabbed my hands, placed them on her waist, then she wrapped her's around me. Although I will say I wasn't really dancing, just feeling her body close to me while we moved to the music was exhilarating. It was like not only a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders, but also it was the first time I felt I was "good" butterflies going through my entire body. The girl (like I said) was not hot, but she was lean and had a nice ass. It was too bad it was dark enough not to see her face completely (it felt like the only thing I could see was her eyes). We danced for a while...until she said she needed to go to her friends for a bit. I felt relieved...because I never did anything like that before.
Yet, those butterflies died quickly when I tried to land a dance with certain girls. Again, my timidness killed the opportunities and was left a lonely teen. It was then a slow song (I think I was a Savage Garden ballad), and I had no one to dance. I turned to the exit when that girl I danced with approached me. "There you are," she said. She said she was looking for me...wanting a chance for a slow-paced dance. While we danced, we talked for a bit...talking how we both play sports and loved to run. We also talked about our favorite hobbies and our likes and dislikes. When the song was over, the fast paced hip hop songs began again...and we didn't talk cause of our "freak" dancing. It kept going until a half-hour before the dance was over. She told me her ride was picking her up now and had to leave. I was sad...but at least appreciated that I had the chance...the chance that I had a "romantic" moment for myself.
I talked about it with my parents, siblings, friends for hours that weekend. They were still amazed that I had such luck not only hooking up with a girl...but also sticking with her for a long duration. A week later at school, a girl friend of my pulled me aside and told me: "did you dance with ****** Friday?" I f***ing forgot that I didn't even ask for her name. I asked my friend back why she was inquiring...and she said that this girl is her cross country teammate for the school (no wonder she liked running) and also her best friend. I said that was cool...and thought it was over. Then...she gave me her friend's number!! She said her friend was very interested in me and hopes to get to know me better. In my mind...I jumped for joy...so happy that I had a "love" in my life.
There is a second half to this story...but I'll end it here for now. Hope everyone enjoyed this so far.
awww..that is so nice story! thank you for sharing!!! :]
YES im in for moar!