I don’t really date. Not saying I never did but just chose not to anymore. Any 2 people put in the same room could "fall in love” with each other given enough time. You become accustomed to eachother. And because of human nature and fear of being alone you ignore all the warning signs and plung into Love. If I had followed my initial instincts I would have never dated any of my Xs. My “get to know you period” or “give you a chance period” is probably 20 minuets if I'm feeling generous nowdays. I think you know pretty damn fast if you would ever date or sleep with someone. I’m also a strong believer in “destined love”or soulmates. Meaning that yes any 2 people can fall in love but it all ends because it simply wasn’t the right person. You get bored, comfortable and the spank goes out because it was simply a simulated spark due to impatience and selfish fear. Because of my believes it’s pretty hard to get me to go on a date nowadays. But one of the guys I’ve recently became friends with surprised me.
Hes not a bad guy, ok personality kinda dull for my tastes and have no sexual interests in him, I'm sure hell make some Yettie very happy some day.Hes going to be an engineer drive a nice car and has a job. He messages me and wants to hang out. Since hes never been a perv or flirted with me I figured he’d only want to go as friends so I agreed. It was a Sunday night out with a friend I didn’t think much of it. Times set for 8:30pm but he doesn’t pick me up till 9:15pm. I don’t mind as much because I figured he’s giving me time to get ready and he doesn’t know me well enough to know that I hate people being late. I let it slide. The conversation is dry. I find out he’s 2 years younger than me which makes sense as to why I’m so bored. I don’t show it. He talks about how lill Wayne is the best rapper of all time. My mind is looking for an escape pod at that moment. Not that I hate lill wayne but “best rapper of all time” give me a break.
Next we get slushies and look up Showtime’s, since a movie sounds good. He insists on paying which bothers me. Alarms go in my brain that perhaps this boy thinks were on a date and he wants to show me his manlyness. He calls paying good manners i call paying a ploy. He’s wearing to much colonel and the car reaks. I want a cig but decide not to bring up I smoke. Given his personality so far hell be one of those people who say “you know its bad for you?!”. I can see anxiety rise in him despite his attempt to remain cool, it shows in his voice when he asks “wanna go to the drive in, maybe they’ll have a good movie playing” Now for those of you who don’t know the drive in; at least when I was in highschool the "drive in" was a place kids went to make out and get laid. I pretend I didn’t notice the anxiety in his voice and casually say “sure.” I was bored and hadn’t seen a movie in forever and figured he was to chicken shit to try anything. I tell him I really wanna watch “the green hornet” Again he decides to pay because he apparently is a well mannered “man.” Thing is I know that move . Lots of guys pay for things as a ploy, assuming it lowers our inhalation because we feel indebted to you or that were gold diggers and either way you win in the sex department.
The lady asks if he wants to buy me a rose. He says no really fast. From the look on his face he regents not asking me if I want one.I flash back to a previous date here in my youth where a boy bought so many roses for me and made them into a crown saying I was his princess for the day, needless to say i don't remember what movie we "watched". I smile at my random memory wondering what ever happened to that kid. I brush it off and pull myself into the here and now. I drop hints that I'm not looking for relationships or boyfriends he seems to get it and isn't looking for them either. i relax a little.We pull in and set the radio on the correct station for the movie and he asks me “do you wanna move in the back? To be more comfortable.” I know what he’s asking but I play dumb and say. “why are u going to move the jeep and pop up the trunk so we can watch it like that. Cuz it’s a lill cold for that.” This kid is a few years to late for the lets move to the backseat to be comfortable line. I'm surprised he doesn't want a girlfriend just to get laid. little bitch really sees this as a way to score with me. I'm really annoyed I don't show it. Is he really that arrogant or does he think im really that easy. He says “ahhh no we just be more comfortable” I give him a your crazy look and say “nahhh I’m comfortable right here”. Ive mastered my expressions perfectly. I hope at least now he realizes this isn’t a situation where he'll any sexual gratification.
Perhaps he didn’t have ill intentions about moving to the back and he truly just wanted to be conffy, if hes genuine about it then there will be no more moves or suggestions from him. Next thing I know he’s rubbing on my shoulder telling me “you look tense” hes probably expecting me to complement his skill as a Masseur. I don’t; truthfully his massage on a scale from 1-10 is a 3. I say “nahhh just tired I have class at 8am tomorrow.”meaning this night will end early. He stops and the movie starts. Never have I been so focused on a movie. I laughed alot. “your laugh is so cute” he whispers way to close. At this I figured he’s expecting me to smile and look at him act humble and probably makeout a little. Ewww crosses my mind. Firstly I do not have a cute laugh, perhaps it starts of cute but I have one of those funny contagious laughs that everyone starts cracking up when I do. My friends all tease me about it saying I sound like a hyena on crack. It is not “cute.”If anything i hate lairs. nothing against complements but make sure its true when you say it. My eyes stay glued to the movie and I laugh again pretending I don’t notice how close he is. Playing stupid is my forte. My phone rings. Thank god mommy’s calling. I tell her ill be home right after the movie. I love having the perfect escape route after the movie. Next thing I know the kid in the driver’s seat gose for my hand and says “this doesn’t make u uncomfortable right” with a silly grin on his face. I hate his arrogance thinking that he could intimidated me. No one has ever intimidated me if anything I feel disgusted by his sweaty palms and annoyed by his continuous attempts. I shrug and say “nahhh why would it”. His response is “good” and smiles again.
I move my hand from his and go for the slushy; boy is he going to regret getting it for me because it will be in my hand casually for the rest of the movie. Not that holding hands is a big deal but I’m already feed up with his textbook moves. Really what does he think I am 16 or just stupid? First he decided to be late on purpose probably having it all planed out that we end up in the drive in and expected that I was so dumb as to what; move to the back seat and at least give a hand job or more. Underestimating my values, intelligence and hitting my pride all in one night. He takes me home I give him a hug and leave. There will be no long good bye hoping for a kiss. I barely get to the door when I get a text message from him saying “we should do this again buddy” my gag reflex kick in I don’t respond but tell myself never will he see my face again. Calling me his buddy, he must be mad for wasting money at the drive in and the slushy and not getting even a kiss. I wanna go Dane Cook on his ass and text "sure pal" but i resist the urge.
