R
This is literally the one; the ones that came before are a joke compared to her. I honestly can’t believe how naïve I was. We actually have a lot in common, me and this one, which is something I never really considered to be a possibility back when I only had the others. R is actually a person of substance. In a lot of ways, everything has been a means to this end; three sparring sessions, breaking me in for the big bout – I suppose that also means the results never really mattered, win or lose, nobody kept score, which – holy **** – is probably for the better, though. I made a lot of mistakes, not surprisingly, being the blubbering virgin that I was, and in many ways, certainly literally, still am, though now I’m joined with that most valued companion: experience. You could say my heart popped its cherry.
R is really great. I swear, once we had a conversation for literally an entire lunch break, about movies, books, and stuff like that – she really likes Percy Jackson too! – without it ever growing stale, without me ever having to start digging for new topics! In a way I’ve had some solid conversations with D too, though they weren’t quite the same; she’s very funny and we have the same ironic sense of humor, meaning we laugh a lot when we talk to each other, though with an emphasis on when. Our conversations literally had to be ignited: spurred on by some external event or simply forced. With R, though, I can talk about anything, about my dog and, indeed, anything dog related (I know a lot about dogs), about ancient Greece, hell, about video games to a small extent. I can talk about literally anything and I enjoy doing it – I want to, and not just because she’s a girl, or whatever. Man, I am so over D it’s incredible. Looking back, it’s really weird I ever cared about her in that way.
R is not as hot as M, though, but really, that’s not what’s most important. I mean, R is still pretty, and that is important, but nobody needs to be the bombshell that M is. When I first saw M she literally wrecked me like a wrecking ball. It’s really interesting how something like that was all that I needed back then, because she certainly wasn’t very interesting. Like I said, R is pretty, but that’s just a baseline, the weight cutoff if you will. Instead, I’ve come to realize that personality is what makes a person stand out, though a lot of that has to do with how it meshes with others. No longer do I have to sit and nod right-right-right, while someone prattles on about the boy she likes, or whatever, literally never again. Since me and R have a lot in common, we fit together nicely. You could say we’re literally made for each other. Two puzzle pieces in a pod.
The others are completely out of the picture; D, M, and F, all wholly, absolutely, one hundred percent irrelevant. None as much as F, though. In many ways F was not part of the introductory road, but a stepping stone. If M and D were the sparring partners of my allegorical dojo, F would literally be the bully who beat me up in third grade. I have to say, though: F wasn’t very pretty, interesting, or funny, to be honest. Mostly I’ve just known her for a long time, and though we’re still technically friends, we’ve drifted apart lately. There’s literally nothing wrong with any of these people, though, they’re just not R. R is special, literally the greatest person I’ve ever met.
Since prom is coming up, I’ve decided to make that my in. It’s tricky though; girls these days expect a flashy and frilly proposal; just walking up and asking her is literally strategical stillbirth. The others have been of use, though, helping me come up with a plan – they’re all pretty excited – and I think we’re really on to something.
In particular, R’s sister A has been really helpful. Me and her have been meeting after school, which, come to think of it, I haven’t been able to do with anyone else before, and discussing my approach. What we’ve come up with is a plan both sweet and convoluted, the difecta of popping the question. Here it is: Tomorrow I’m going to catch R alone after a class and ask her to accompany me to the nearby frozen yoghurt shop, where I’ll have previously stopped by and given them the custom D&Ms with “PROM?” printed on them I managed to get a hold of. It’s genius, really, literally, and I have to admit, A came up with a lot of it. I’m really nervous, though. Like, what if she says no? I’m not sure I could handle it – I’m really not. ****, ****, **** **** – I’m not sure about this anymore maybe I should just call it off **** I told so many people though – what if I just asked A instead as a joke that would be pretty funny – –
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Well, not exactly according to plan, but I suppose it was for the best, though. I couldn’t catch R alone. She was really deep in some riveting conversation with her friends all throughout the day, glued to her BFF G, and I couldn’t have asked her to go get frozen yoghurt in front of people – it literally wouldn’t have worked. ****, I told so many people I was planning to ask her, because I needed help, and now I’m stuck; I have to ask her, everyone expects it, but I can’t have anyone seeing it. I’m getting literally raped here.
You know, I never noticed how cool A was, though. I was hanging out with her today instead, because she’s the only one I could talk to about this. See, the thing with A is that she’s very much like her sister, but she’s not – like – shallow. With A I can talk about things like this, and she actually understands, and she has deep things to share too; we’re not engaged in the empty, though entertaining chats like I am with D or the ones about entertainment like I am with R; our conversations have substance, because A has substance. I’ve never known anyone like this before; her depth is a quality I literally have never experienced anything similar to in anyone else. Actually, **** it, I really don’t know why I was so into R to be honest. It really makes no sense. As if having a few things in common is enough – what about stimulation on an emotional level, rather than a superficial one!? Really, though, I think A might literally be the one.
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04-12-2014, 12:25 PM
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