I have a story. Let's all sit down for sassy's story time now.
Once upon a time (6th grade) I made some new friends (6th grade starts in a new school for me). As the year progressed, they started talking about girls. They would ask who had a crush on who and whatnot. I dunno why, but I felt like I should have a crush too. Well, it wasn't hard, I picked a girl who I wanted to go out with and... yeah. We'll call her PL (her initials).
Problem was, I actually started developing feelings for her. And eventually, it got leaked. You guys know how it goes in 6th grade. Everyone freaks out about everything. So of course, the news spread like wildfire. Now, I wasn't exactly normal in 6th grade. I'd wear geekish clothing, my hair was sorta nerdy, and I wasn't actually muscular. I'll save you from the details but basically, I acted like a creep. I left notes, found out her phone number, etc.
Regardless to say, she had no interest in me, and that was that. But everyone in school was following our "situation" similarly to how fans of anything follow a tournament as it progresses. I greatly embarrassed in her, in the end. She was bugged about it.
To this day, I thank PL. She was the reason reality gave me a slap in the face. I thought dating and stuff was how you see it in the movies, where they fall for each other and everyone's all happy and the girl always thinks the guy is sweet and all that garbage. She made me wake up.
So anyways, 7th grade comes along. I decide to do Track that year, in the spring. About halfway through the season, my friend and I are talking about the girls on the track team, and we're just going through each one, discussing who we find attractive and whatnot. He mentions this one girl, we'll call her KR.
Now, I had always thought KR was very pretty. So I said to myself, alright I'll give it a shot. But this time, I'm not gonna mess up. I'm gonna wait for the proper moment, I'm gonna make sure she doesn't get embarrassed. I'm gonna make sure she doesn't get hurt by this.
Now, the year was basically over. There was 2 months left, and she wasn't single. But I at least wanted to get noticed by her. Again, to this day, I thank KR. I decided to change who I was, and IMO, I changed for the better. For one thing, I started listening/paying attention to music. I started dressing more fashionably. I changed the way I wear my hair. But none of these got her attention. It did get me a lot more friends for some reason. But not her. She knew who I was by name, that was it. It didn't help that she wasn't in any of my classes, and her locker was very far from mine. Plus, she wasn't single. She was going out with a friend (friend, not close friend) of mine.
Now, I didn't wanna mess this up like last time. So I waited. And waited. And waited. 8th grade passed by, no progress. On the last day of 8th grade, I managed to get enough courage to ask her to sign my yearbook, but I couldn't find her. I was pretty bummed about that. 9th grade was high school, and I prayed she wouldn't go to a private school. She didn't, and luckily, her locker in high school is only 6 away from mine. I thought this was awesome. But something I noticed is that the guys she went out with were very athletic. This wasn't really her fault - just about everyone in my school is jacked. I live in a very athletic town. She's not one of those cheerleader-who-only-goes-out-with-jocks kinda girls. And I noticed, I'm not athletic at all. I never was. I still am not today. But it bothered me. So I did cross country fall season that year, attempting to become a bit more fit. I'd stay after practice and do pushups, situps, and core workouts, all on my own. Meanwhile, she was on the soccer team.
Still nothing. Granted, I hadn't really talked to her all that often either - partially because of lack of chances, partially because I never knew what to say. She was always the one girl I could never talk to. Any other girl, I could strike up a conversation no problem. I was friends with everyone in my grade, save her. And she was/is equally as popular as I was/am. So winter came along, and I heard she was doing winter track. I figured I'd do it too, and that helped me talk a little to her. We would mostly talk about just that though, so there was never -that- much to say. What scared me a little is that her newest bf, whom I had never met before, "knew" me. When they would hang out at their locker, he'd say hey to me or something. I had never introduced myself to him, nor met him. It was weird. And the way he said (could have just been my imagination) was sort of a mocking or tempting tone. That was the first time I got a bit scared that KR knew I liked her.
It was at this time, when we were both doing winter track, that another person came into play. We'll call him AM. He was an 8th grader, doing winter track for the high school team (he was really good). Of course, both of us made friends with him pretty quickly. My friends would always make fun of how she's friends with my friends, and I'm friends with her friends, but we're not friends. Anyways, he was better at talking to her than I was from the get-go. Now, I'm 100% straight but, I can tell, this kid is one that a girl would like. He's handsome and has a good face, and stuff. I think she was a little impressed by him. He'll come into play later on.
Winter track went on, nothing came of it. KR was in my German class, but she sat far away. I hated German class too, my teacher was terrible. Spring came along, she did track, I made the JV tennis team. AM made the varsity tennis team (he's a godly tennis player, he and his twin brother were in the top 100 national rankings at one point for their age group). Now, don't get me wrong, AM is a reeeeally cool guy. I'm still friends with him today, he's so chill. But like I said, he'll come into play later on.
Lo and behold, 9th grade was over. And look at me - still no progress. Not only that, but I still hadn't become athletic. So 10th grade rolled in. I was injured during the fall, so I couldn't do cross country. Not much happened during this period at all, really. She wasn't single, surprise surprise. She's had a lot of bfs. But most of them have been her friends beforehand, so I dunno if they were ever serious relationships. Anyways, winter came along, and so did her birthday. I remembered from the previous year when it was, and so I had bought her a pair of Juicy Couture earrings (cost me $60). The day before her birthday, I left them in her locker (her lock is broken). I left a note, and wondered whether I should sign my name. Eventually, I decided not to because 1) she barely knew me 2) she might think it's creepy and 3) I didn't really care for credit. I just wanted to put a smile on her face. Eventually, she thought it was one of my best friends (whose locker is next to hers). He knew it was me, and did his best to convince her that it wasn't him, but she wouldn't hear it. Ah well, I said. It's alright, she's happy, and that's what matters. My friends were ticked about my attitude for that though. She wore them for a good month, she must have really liked them. Then she stopped wearing them, but I had heard from my friends who are girls that that's normal.
Anyways, winter came along, and I did winter track. That season, AM told me he liked KR. And, I've always been a person who has put others in front of myself. I'd sacrifice my happiness to see a friend gain theirs. So I said he should go for it.
Eventually, he asked me why I stayed after practice to do extra work every day (yes, I continued to do this). I said I had a crush on someone, and I wanted to look better. He asked who. I said I'd tell him on his birthday (June 3rd). But man, he was like, dying to know. It was pretty funny lol. Soon I noticed he and KR would talk in the halls sometimes, and I'd see he was making more progress than I was already. I still had the same problems - little to no classes with her, and hardly any opportunities to talk with her in the halls (why do girls always have to be groups?). But she had a bf (not AM) so I ignored it.
Spring came along, I made JV, he made varsity. But this year, she'd pay attention to him a bit. Sometimes when I walked in from practice, she'd ask me if I had seen him. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I didn't talk to her at all. I had talked to her more in 10th grade than any other year. Just still not nearly enough, or so I felt. I was still waiting for that opportune moment to ask her out, but I couldn't unless I got to know her at least a little. That was the hard part.
So finally, I tell AM on his birthday. He guessed it before I even told him. He said he "had a feeling it was her." He was chill about it, and asked how long have I liked her. I said since 7th grade, and he was just like "wow...that sucks." He didn't mind at all.
So now it's the last day of 10th grade. I'm pretty ticked that I still haven't made any REAL progress other than various snippets of small talk here and there. So that morning, I make up my mind (school is only an hour on the last day). I will get her screen name that day, no doubts. So I go into school, and I see her, with some friends. I figured I'd go get my final grades first, then come back and find her. Got my grades, but then...couldn't find her. Now I'm panicking, going around the school, searching for her. School was almost ending anyway (you can leave whenever you want) and I got scared that she had left already. I didn't want a repeat of 8th grade's yearbook. Finally, at what seemed like the last 5 minutes, I saw her in the hall. And thank god, she was alone. I asked her how her grades went, and we discussed those for a minute, then I said I had to go. She said "ok bye, have a good summer," which I expected, so I paused and said "hey, do you have a screen name?" She gave it to me. I cannot express in words how happy I was that day. I felt so charged up, so ecstatic. Luckily, I'm
very good at hiding my emotions.
I talked to her over the summer the few times she was on. This is when things started to pick up, and I felt like I was making real progress. The school year came around, and we got new seats in German class. This time, she sat right in front of me! My most hated class became the high point of my day. Ironic, isn't it? I'd talk to her every day, and near the end of September, she started hanging out with AM a lot. Like, more than she used to. She told me she'd hang out at his house over the weekend and stuff. She had a bf as well (different guy), but it was just something I noticed.
Something else I noticed, is that during the first 2 weeks of October, our conversations in class and online would get shorter and less frequent. She'd give one-word replies and such. I wondered why. October 18th, the PSAT rolls around. Due to her and my last name, by chance, she sits right in front of me. Something I notice is that she's wearing my earrings that day - the first time since 10th grade. I was pleased, but thought it was sort of peculiar. I knew something was up, but wasn't quite sure what yet. I brushed it out of my mind, and during the break, complimented her on her earrings. This was the first of many mistakes. I think that compliment sorta "sealed the deal" on her suspicion, little did I know.
I had always been scared that she knew about my secret. There had been so many instances where it seemed like she knew, but they never amounted to anything. Anyways, a week later, I get a message from a friend. "Did you tell (we'll call him TJ, he's her bf) TJ you liked KR, ever?" I replied no. They said "that's not good. I heard him today in Spanish class, saying how you've liked her for 4 years and still haven't asked. Dude....she knows." Those last 2 words hit me so hard. I started panicking, I didn't know what to do. I eventually calmed myself and remembered my intentions - I'm not gonna embarrass her, I'm not gonna mess this up.
I went out, and bought an $80 necklace for her. I planned to give it to her on her birthday, and decided, I was gonna ask right then and there, because to be honest, I didn't have it in me to wait another year. I know it just seemed like waiting, but it was
painful waiting. I can't tell you how many times I felt miserable because I couldn't seem to make any progress, or get her to notice me, or successfully have a long conversation with her. And I can't tell you how elated I felt when we did have a long conversation, and whatnot. I
really liked her.
So I said to myself, "look at this like a test. You can still pass, it's just a bit more tricky." But, our conversations got shorter. She'd look at me differently. She knew, and I knew she knew. I don't think that she knew, that I knew, that she knew. I'll give you a minute to figure that out, if you're still reading this gigantic story. But anyways, things would just feel a little weird. We both tried to act like nothing had changed, but mentally, things had. What's more, she and TJ broke up a few days after his Spanish class talk and whatnot. And AM had still been talking to her, A LOT. They were pretty much unofficially dating.
I trusted him, he's one of my closest friends. Some of my friends say trusting him was my biggest mistake. They say he snitched, he blabbed, he spilled my secret. When I asked him about it, he said "I dunno dude, I can't promise that I didn't say anything." I like to give him the benefit of the doubt, but meh, what was done, was done. I started asking her close friends (who were close friends with me) if they had heard anything, and they said something about me liking her.
At this point, the situation was dire. I was losing hope, fast. There were 2 weeks until her birthday. And things would just randomly happen to make it worse. Like, my friend and I went to the school play, and chose some seats (we came in a bit late). One row ahead of us, and a few seats to the left, she was sitting there, just by chance. After intermission, she sat directly behind me. At one point, she dropped her phone and I picked it up. Turning around and giving it to her, we made eye contact, and that was a little awkward.
Getting closer to her birthday, I discussed and made a plan with my closest friends. I had spoken to AM, and he had told me he doesn't think I have a chance. He said she knew I liked her. I told him I know, and asked if there really was any chance at all. He said he didn't know. So.... the plan. The plan was, the day of her birthday, I'd talk to her before 1st period, give her the necklace, and ask her out. I was expecting a no, so I figured I'd just get it over with, and she could enjoy the rest of the day.
This girl was smart. She always seemed to be one step ahead of me. I dunno who snitched. I dunno how she found out all this. But the day before her birthday, she tells one of my best friends (who's a girl) "I need your help. He's asking me out tomorrow, before first period. And he's giving me a necklace."
....
She knew EVERYTHING. I decided to stick with the plan regardless, since I knew the answer would be no anyway.
So the day of her birthday comes. She's just turned 16. Hooray and stuff. So I'm standing there, waiting at my locker, waiting for her to show up at hers. She appears, and within a minute, a huge group of friends crowd her locker, screaming happy birthday and all that jazz. I would later find out that she had that planned. It looked pretty real to me, she had me fooled. The next time I usually saw her in the day was right before 4th period. This time, she took her 4th period books straight to 3rd period, and avoided her locker. Then I saw her in German class. We didn't speak the entire period. When the bell rang, she ran out quickly before I could say anything.
After 8th period, I met up with AM. I said "she seems to be avoiding me." He goes "dude...you're taking this too far. She's avoiding you because she doesn't wanna hurt your feelings." I said "can you tell her, that I would rather her say no to my face, than to ignore me and let me not know forever?" He said he would.
After last period, I waited by my locker. She didn't show. Even AM didn't know where she was, he was looking for her too, because he had a gift of his own. 15, 20, 25 minutes passed. Finally, after a half hour, she and some friends came to her locker. She noticed I was there, but ignored me. Finally, just as she was leaving, I finally turned to her and said "can we talk?" She said "yeah." Her friends moved away. I said "you know what it's about." She said "yeah." Then I told her I have something for her, and took out the box with the necklace. At first, she tried to refuse it, but I made her take it. I told her, I didn't wanna do this anymore. I was tired of the pain, of the waiting, and I'm ending it. No more crush, I'm moving on. Lastly, I said "I'm not gonna ask the question, because we both know what the answer would be." I apologized for everything I put her through, she nodded, and left.
I had failed. Again.
So I packed up my bag, and started heading towards the exit of the school closest to my house (I walk home). As I turn the corner into the hall where the door is, I see her and AM talking. And they were so involved in that discussion that they didn't even notice me. Her friends were there, waiting for her. I walked past KR and AM, and I turned. I began to raise my arm to wave goodbye, then decided not to, and dropped my arm. I turned, and walked out. Her friends said goodbye to me, and I went home.
About 45 minutes later is when it really hit me. It's over. 4 years of waiting for nothing. 4 years of perseverance, of pain, for naught. Now, I don't usually cry at all. Even when my grandpa died in 8th grade, I cried for about 5 minutes or so, that's it. So to show you how hurt I was, when it hit me that it was over, and I had failed, I cried for 35 minutes straight. My family never knew about KR. And they never caught me crying about her either. But I still remember the pain from that day, vividly, when I cried. It was the worst I've ever felt. I was heartbroken, and it hurt.
She messaged me later on that day. She was upset too. She had not only had a "fight" with me, but she had also fought with AM. So she was miserable too, on her sweet 16 birthday. She was majorly ticked at me, because it was my fault, for the most part. AM said he'd take the blame but, all 3 of us knew it was mostly my fault. The thing with AM was, her parents didn't like him. So both of us were miserable, AM and I. Me, because I had waited so long, and failed. He, because he was SO CLOSE, but wasn't allowed.
That night, I felt better. Credit to my friends, they were really supportive. When I needed them the most, they were there for me. They told me about how much stronger this entire experience had made me, that no one else could possibly wait 4 years and endure all that pain, that overall, I had become a stronger person. And it's true. The VERY NEXT DAY, I was over her. I was surprised, but I had no feelings for her anymore.
However, we didn't talk for 5 months straight, with the exception of a few times. In January (her birthday is in November), she tried to talk to me, but I brushed her off. She tried communicating through AIM away messages. It was a Monday, and her message was "How to Save a Life -The Fray." Now, the first line of the chorus in that song is "Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend, somewhere along in the bitterness." I ignored it. The next day, she sent me a Youtube video of her and 2 of our friends in a car, with one of them singing without knowing he was being recorded. It was pretty funny. She sent it to me, saying "you might enjoy this." I saw it, but didn't reply. The next day, she turned around in German class, and asked if I had seen it. I dunno why I lied, but I did, and said no. That night, her away message was the chorus of "You're Not Sorry" by Taylor Swift. I knew it was directed at me, but I ignored it.
Truth was, I wasn't ready to talk with her again. I didn't want my feelings to return, and needed more time. But I didn't tell her that (another mistake of mine), I just ignored her. We continued to act like the other didn't exist (handing up papers, or handing back papers, we'd exchange them without looking or speaking at one another). And what made it worse was just straight up karma. All of a sudden, every time we did group work in German, she was in my group. All of a sudden, every time we did partner work, she was my partner. And no, the teacher wasn't assigning us in the traditional sense, she was picking names out of a hat. So yeah, that's just karma.
This ignoring/awkwardness lasted until, in May, I asked if we could talk. I had been missing her as a friend, and friend only. She said "Ok, maybe" which I knew meant no. So in June, I sent her a long facebook PM with a very heartfelt apology that would probably make anyone cry. Her new bf replied "I'm deleting this, because although I can tell you're very sorry, if she read this all it would do is make her cry. And we both don't want that. I think it's best if you leave her alone, because we don't want her getting hurt." So I let it be. AM was ticked about that. He said if he were in my shoes, he'd tell that guy he doesn't know anything about me and should mind his own business. But it was alright, I let it be.
The very last day of school, I saw her in the hall and confronted her. I asked if she wanted to call a truce, because it was the end of the year. She replied that she wasn't mad at me, so there's no reason for a truce. I asked why did we both ignore each other then, and she said she ignores me because I ignore her. So I said "oh....so.....then we're cool?" She said yep.
But she hasn't unblocked me from AIM or facebook, so I dunno if she meant it. Still, overall, it sucks. That's my story. And that's why I've never had a girlfriend. My friends and I discussed the several ironies that arose from this experience.
-I believe no person can not be hated by anyone. IRL, I'm very friendly, and am friends with just about everyone. So I always wondered those 4 years who the person was that hated me. Ironic it turned to be KR.
-The necklace I gave her was one of a peace sign. I realized later it sort of represented that the entire drama between us was finally put to rest, and we could both be at peace.
-All that time, I had wanted to be with her in class, whether for classwork assignments or projects or whatever. Now, (thanks to karma) after the incident, she was. But I didn't want it anymore. Be careful what you wish for, I guess.
-I never actually asked her out.
-I liked her for so long, but was over her in a day.
Funny, huh?
If you read this entire story, you have my gratitude, and you get a cookie:
Practically all of my friends (who are all 16, BTW) have had girlfriends, but IMO they don't really count as proper girlfriends because they never stay with them for more than four months (sometimes as little as one month).
In my school, 3-5 months is pretty average.