I think it's time to share a funny story with you all. Grade 12 last year was an interesting y ear: We won the regional football championship title for the second time in a row, I won Most-Improved and Best Defensive Player. In terms of school I found a wonderful new teacher who helped me decide to take the humanities in college by the name of Mr. Verhoeven. I joined an improv team, and re-kindled an old friendship.

This story stands out from the rest:

There's this girl in my graduating class. She came from a rich, well to do family, she had an amazing singing voice, an amazing body and looks, absolutely stunning. Other than that...not much else. She used to do well in school, but she took the ditzy rich girl thing like none other. She's the drama queen, and....not to be judgemental....but completley sex obsessed. I've heard some comments from her that would be more suitably heard from a porno flick. She's nice, and kind, don't get me wrong....but....

Anyways, one day in math she turns to me and says "Hey! We should totaly go to prom together!" I turn to her, and without really thinking, say "Sure definitely, that would be fun."

I walk out of the classroom, and in the middle of the hallway say, "Holy flip-sticks (This is an improvement for me, a few years back they would have been choicer words) what in the world have I done?!?!?!?!"

On the walk home, my house being only a ten minute walk from the school, she pulls up beside me in the Lexus her dad bought her for her 16th (On a side note her dad is awesome, excentric, but awesome, he once stopped by my house and asked if I wanted to come flying with him). She lives on the other side of town so it was a bit weird for her to be down this way, but anyways she ask if I wanted a ride home. Now, understand this, I'm a lazy bum so when a ride is offered, most of the time it is accepted.

At the hosue she turns to me and says "Mind if I come in for a moment? You know...so we can study together?"

My first instinct is "Sure!" (This girl is amazingly beautiful, I cannot stress that enough...plus the natural man crept in there for an instance), and then I remembered that my entire family was gone for the week (I was kickin it pizza pocket style). So I say "Uh...yah....no."

She looks a bit put out, and so I give her a quick hug before heading on inside. I sit down, heat up a pizza pocket and am about to turn on the boob-tube when there's a knock on the door. I get up to investigate and find her standing there. I'm getting the creeper vibe and when she asks if she can come in for a glass of water it's positively tingling. I say okay hurredly and practically run to the kitchen to get it before she can enter any further. I pour it, and turn to find her standing right there....three feet away.

I hand her the glass....

She takes it, looks at it, puts it down on the counter.....

She comes up to me, puts her arms around my neck, closes her eyes, and leans in....

Now, may God forgive me for this but in my head I actually said "Son of a b****"

BAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!

Call it instinct, call it a little push from the spirit, call it what you may, but next thing I now my forehead had contacted hers going at 90 miles per hour and left a big goose bump right on her forehead.....that's right....I head butted her....

Part 2 to be continued.

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