When I was 13, I was really shy. Bullied, pushed around, insulted. So I just assumed no one liked me (I did have a few friends, but, mostly I just stayed home and didn't talk to anyone, cause it was just safest that way) I did go out with my brother and his friends, I knew them pretty good from them coming over all the time. One day one of them brought his nephew. Me & Bill (the nephew) instantly became best friends. He was a jock, so he was pretty popular at his school, but honestly, he wasn't that bright, which I happened to be, so our extremes were polar opposites, but before we figured that out, we figured out where were actually quite alike personality wise. Later we learned how to use the polar opposites to make us better and more popular!
I met lots of girls, and lots of the girls I met really liked me. I went out with quite a few of them. But, I was still very shy. I opened up a little, started getting to know people hanging around Bill, and then people hanging around them, and slowly spreading out. But, NEVER ONCE had I asked a girl I didn't know out. This threw me in the dreaded friend zone with a lot of them. But fortunately enough were smart enough to ask me out indirectly (in the 80's it was still uncool for a girl to ask a guy out.)
Through high school, I actually became pretty popular at his school. Though it seemed most of the girls either of us went out with, the other would go out with shortly after the first broke up. But knowing this did seem to kill the jealous issues. (So did all the other girls, no need to be jealous when you could select a new model... I was a really happy time.)
So, fast forward to shortly after graduation. Bill and I were at the mall, scoping new chicks as usual, and we passed one of the 'cool' clothings stores. We both looked in at the same time to see this gorgeous cashier! She was the everything you could imagine in an 80's girl! She was wearing the typical 80's look, a half shirt, accentuating her still gravity defying softball sized tits, a super tight mini skirt, hugging her well rounded ass, and exposing her thick muscular legs, calves covered with leg warmers.
"WOW! I think I'm in love!" I said to Bill; I had to mark my 'dibs'. Now she was mine. Off limits to him until after I had exhausted my attempts to get her. Shouldn't matter though, cause he was pretty serious with Christine. Though, I should have known better, cause he did cheat on her quite often.
"Leah? You like Leah? That cashier over there?"
"YOU KNOW HER?" I said with a big grin. "Dude, you gotta introduce me!"
"Yeah, she went to my school, she graduated last year, so she might be too old for you! (grin) You really should learn to do this on your own son, one day I may not be here to do this for you. Come on." We walked in the store, straight up to the counter.
"Hey Leah, what's up?"
"Hey Bill. Nothing much, just watching the cute guys pass through." She said as she looked towards me with a beautiful smile. She didn't really seem to have any interest in him, other than as a friend. "And you brought one in for me!?"
Heh, she was talking about me! She already thinks I'm cute, so what am I worried about? EVERYONE loves my personality, so this should be a piece of cake! I could do this! I have no problem making all these girls I know laugh and smile, just lemme me lay on the charm.
"This is Bryan, my brother from another mother. He's kinda shy..."
"Hi" I said. Uh oh. All my wit and charm just left me. I was all school-girl giddy-ish. She thought I was cute, and she was like a super model, so surely she wouldn't like my perverted wit. And with out it, I got nothing...
"I've not seen you around, you new around here? Surely you didn't go to Central with me?" she asked.
"Nope, North." Again, with the incredible conversation skills.
"Oh, so you were one of my arch rivals huh?" she said with a giggle, so incredibly cute and flirtatious, trying to get me to open up and talk to her.
"Naw, I'm not really into the sports thing." ohh, brilliant. Idiot. Not cute in the least, not even indicative of any interest in her. Bill hit me 'dumbass'. I dropped my head in shame. I blew it. But I tried to give her my cute pitty me look, but before she could notice, her manager called her.
"Oops, gotta go. Nice meeting you Bryan. Bye Bill"
"Fuck, I'm an idiot. I do this all the time. Though, she seemed like she liked me, didn't she? I mean, she though I was cute, so, that's a start... Can you go back and put in a quick little good word for me? I'd really like to get to know her! Does she like skating? Tell her we're going skating Friday, and I'd like to see her there... 'member, "The girl is mine....."(I sang from the popular song)" I got dibs! (grin)"
He went back up to her, and started talking. I couldn't make out all of the conversation, but I heard her scream 'Seriously?! HELL no!' She quieted down when her manager looked at her, but she sure seemed to be giving him a piece of her mind. She looked out at me and gave a quick little smile, she put her hands on his shoulders, started grinning really big, said a few some more, gave him a hug, he said something to her, and I'm sure I read 'fuck you!' on her lips, and she pointed him out of the store.
He came back to tell me what happened. "Dude, I'm sorry, she has no interest at all. You might have heard her response when I asked her to go skating. She asked me to meet her up there, but you got dibs, and I got a girlfriend, so I told her that wasn't happening. I mentioned you again, and she threw me out. Sorry dude."
