So guys last year was my freshman year of high school. And I feel like that's when I became emotionally detached from everything. But I did began to start talking to boys. I talked to a couple of guys who were all in a higher grade than me.
But it was only one who actually kept talking to me after figuring out how emotionally detached of a person I am. It took him forever to finally get my number and when we text it would be the same monotonous reply ( okay, lol, I guess, whatever)
But let me tell you how we met, we met when I had p.e. With him and he was a senior. I had a few friends and he would always pop up around me and make an excuse to talk to me. But I got switched out that class so it stopped. Until he started selling me weed. And he would always plug me (give me more than I'm buying) so we was cool I guess, nothing more nothing less.
At this time I knew his name ( because it was fairly easy to remember) but I didn't think he would know my name. It wasn't until I was buying weed and he said my name after saying somethings smooth. We didn't become friends yet we just knew of each other but one day HE EVEN ASKED TO TOUCH MY BOOBS, since i have no emotions and everyone asks to touch them I took it lightly and simply said no.
I then began to see him all the time because we both share the commonality of smoking. There was one day when he had to do a senior project to the freshman class that I was in and he gave me a bracelet he made in front of everyone but only a few actually noticed.
He would come into my classes and do extra shit like be all up on me or hugging up on me and at the time I didn't like him like that. But back to the other day.
The same day he presented in my class about peer pressure I asked to buy weed from him and he said why don't we just match em (I bring a blunt he bring a blunt) and I didn't want to at first but I did. He made it obvious on the bus to everyone that me and him were gonna smoke and I felt so awkward.
He could tell I was uncomfortable and he joked saying he wasn't going to kidnap me. When we got off the bus we started smoking under a tunnel, which made me more nervous. He started touching me on the small of my back and rubbing it.
Even after that I still didn't have his number neither did I want it. But after I few times of smoking with him and being around him I finally gave it to him.
Flash forward to the end of the school year. He was graduating that year and some days he wouldn't show up to school and I knew the reason why but I would still hope he showed up. That's when I knew I took to long and he had fallen back.
I began to grow feelings for him as a human and start to imagine myself with him because everyone said we looked like a cute couple so I went with it.
He didn't talk to to me at all in the summer only a few comments or so on Instagram. But that's it. It was after he turned 18 he started to talk to me. There was 2 weeks before school started and that's when he wanted to talk to me.
He called me up one day and I was on my way to go buy some weed and he said for us to match em and he'll pay me a five. Me being happy that he actually wanted something to do with me, I said yes and went over to him.
We went behind this building to go sit down and that's when he started talking. He rolled a blunt and I wanted it to be over because I regretted going there. I asked him if he can spark the blunt and he was like not until you give me a kiss.
Now before, he has asked me for a kiss multiple times but I always said no, mainly because of my friends and there were other times when I said it jokingly. I was scared because no one knew I never kissed someone before.
But I gave him a kiss... And another one and another one. Then we started making out. I don't know if we were or not but we were kissing for a long time. When he tried to put his tongue in my mouth I kept it close but i opened it after. I felt like I was a mess. Then we stopped and he said he missed me. We forgot a lighter so we were going to get one when I felt the urge to kiss him again.
This time he started grabbing my ass and kissing me on my neck. Flashes of uninterest kept coming and I wouldn't be into the kiss anymore then I would be then I wouldn't. I was very confused. After two blunts I wanted to go home so he waited for the bus with me and once I got on the bus I remembered that he owed me five dollars when I texted him about it he said it was bad to get and he said he'll give it to me tomorrow.
Congratulations... I played myself.
After that we did see each other and he wanted me to buy more weed AGAIN but this time he set me up behind his back to buy it but I figured out exactly what he was trying to do and I confronted him about it and he had nothing to say. I left before the guy could come and drop it off and I stopped talking to him.
He was a lame as dude to me and he treated me like I was a little girl yet I had a better mindset than he did. I kept it real with him and I was fucking with him when he had weed and when he didn't. Now I see he finally moved out his moms house and going to college and working but he doesn't even try to talk to me anymore.
Which is perfectly fine. They're the occasional wyds heys or FaceTime calls but I never answer only knowing he wants to talk to me because he's bored.
Just don't Talk to childish ass seniors.
