If you cant stand a rant about a confused teenage boy (that refuses to spell well) talking about an insignifigent incident, look away now. Dont say i didnt warn you. Reasons i tell the internet this 1. i have to talk about it with some one, im itching too actually(and im sure as hell not ever going to tell anyone at school). 2. although id hate to say it,,,,,, im looking for advice
its assembily day at school and at our school the periods are shortened so you go to all classes and the assembily and so the assembily ends at the same time as a normal school day. The spin on things is that if you dont want to go to the assembily you dont have to. (i think its great how i spell assembily diffferent every time lol). So 6th period ends and its 60 minutes untill school ends. so my options are
1. find my friends and go the assembily
2. find my friends and go to taco bell and then ride the school bus home (which your not sopose to do)
3. walk home (which is something i do NOT want to do. (this is because i live in a dessert (las vegas spicificly) and its about 110 degree's, and i live exactly 3 miles away)
so im walking around trying to find my friends and i see my friend stephanie (who is a friend of mine who i hang out with in theatre class with). I ask her if she is going and she says no and says that i should come hang out with her and all the other hardcore thespians, who hang out their every day after school (litterally). I say i will if i dont end up going to the assembily, she walks off and i continue looking for my friends. I look for like 2 minutes not very hard and decide im going to the theatre. I go their and meet up with her, except the other students no teachers or any other sort of school authority is around. Me steph and the other school students are messing around, we go up to the loft (where all the controlls for the lights and stuff are) and start messing with the lights while people are messing around on stage, their is a total of like 6 people in the theatre when their are usally alot more. So me steph and mike go up to the scaffelting erea ( we left the entire theatre pretty dark so its kinda scary up their because its EXTREMELY ggetto looking up thier, its kinda hard to explain but their we were. Of course Mike who is a senior (im a sophmore by the way and so is steff) starts telling us about all the paranormal incidents that have happened in that theatre. He then leaves and me ans steff just sit , talk, and start writing on the scaffelting stuff with our markers, because thats what we do. Everybody on the stage leaves but mike and a girl who's name i dont know are in the loft doing the same thing we are doing , just chillin on a couch (why we have a couch in our loft i dont know, you can probably guess the stories about the couch and why it has bean named the orgie couch). Before i realize whats going on me and steff are having a sloppy make out session. Reasons this astounded me,
1. i looked terrible that day, and i dont think im really attractive so this was startling
2. My lips were insanely chapped (for reasons i wont go into, but youll have to know they were insanely chapped)
3. she is an absolutly gorgeios girl (for the record i dont go out with people just because they are "hot" or because i can, i only go out with girls i really like)
My first thought was am i dreaming (not in the too good to be true way , but the disbelief way)
my second thought was, I hope she doesnt think that i would ever go out with her.
MY 3rd though was, AM I AN ABSOLUTE DICK FOR THINKING THAT, (notice how the girl im locking lips with is the farthest thing from my mind)
my fourth thought was , AM I AN ABSOLUTE DICK FOR THINKING ABOUT THINGS LIKE THAT AND NOT ENJOYING THE MOMENT
sooo yeagh
and then the dean walks through the theatre about 70 feet below us and walks out, we continue as we were...... for a while.......and then i miss the buss.....and i had to leave because i had to make it home at 3 and by the time i noticed what time it was it was 2 and it takes me an hour to run home so i had to go. i said good bye got my stuff and ran out. And i had a long hot hour to walk home and think about what had happened.
From my logic the only reason for what had happened was that she really liked me. And i felt bad for not feeling the same about her (dont get me wrong i love her as a friend) and dont want too break any hearts
and for the record im new to this website
sincerely,
a hormonal teenage boy
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