Just Another Flawed Love Story

Chapter 1: Date After Date

To be fair, I have tried online dating. But after getting matched with a lot of creepy old men and three girls I kind of gave up. I usually never give up but online dating, well that just wasn't for me. I've been on about a hundred dates. That means A LOT of meaningless hookups. I have had about 70 boyfriends. Yeah that seems about right. 

Your probably thinking, "OMG Ashlynn your such a player."

Well you are incorrect

I am definitely NOT a player. I just can't find the right guy. Okay?????

Jeez chill out.

That was kind of directed towards me

Anyways, as you see I am kind of crazy. Maybe that's what drives guys away. Hmm I've never thought about that. 

Okay okay I'm done rambling. 

PSYCH! So my hobbies include photography and ice skating. If you say ice skating isn't a sport then just leave. I hate you already. Haha just kidding. 

Like I said earlier, I have been on a lot of dates. I am 23 and yeah 100 dates seems like a lot in the short amount of time I have been alive. But hey, you gotta find the perfect someone somehow. Right? Right! At least that's what my psychic told me. Just kidding I don't have a psychic. Well unless Alessandra counts as one. Yes, our names both start with an A. We are the double A duo. We have been friends since our freshman year of high school. 

Okay moving on, I graduated college last year with a  Masters degree in English Language, Literature and Culture. So yeah I like to write. I don't really know what to do with my life. So that brings me to what I want to be. Most kids are asked that question a lot in life. I never really had an answer. That's why I switched majors four times. No I don't want to be a teacher, or a book writer. I do love to write. I am thinking about getting into the Media and journalism field. Maybe be a news researcher or something. Yes, that is a thing. Anyways right now I work at Starbucks. What a great way to waste my masters degree.

Well since I don't make enough to support myself, I live with two other people. I live with Alessandra and my other friend Bethany. I met Bethany in college. They both have wayyy better jobs than me.

I'm currently sitting at this coffee place called Alex's Coffee Shop. I love the coffee here. There's a cute guy who works at the counter. Maybe I should go over and flirt with him. You never know, he could be my future husband.

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Turn's out "Jonathan" the coffee shop guy was a complete douche. I tried flirting with him but then he was like stalking me. He told me how he see's me everyday and he's been in love with me since I started going there 3 or 4 months ago. I'm was like "bye felicia" and I poured my coffee on him. Looks like I'm never going back to that coffee shop.

My last boyfriend was a complete player. His name was Joe. I always called him jojo. I know right, how cute. I am so good at nicknames. Just kidding, Alessandra came up with it. Anyways, I ended up dumping him on text cuz he was annoying me in real life. Who asks for a hug 5 seconds after you start dating them? He was such a creep. 

So now I am single and ready to mingle. That's my slogan overtime I am single. Which rarely happens because I always have a boyfriend. "There's a billion fish in the sea, but only one perfect fish for me." I love that quote.

Right now I am currently walking to Starbucks because it's my shift. I am to poor to afford a car. 

I am thinking about my new skating skills that I am working on when I run face first into a guy. I fall on the floor pretty hard. Great now my butt hurts like hell ugh. The guy is actually pretty cute. He's probably in a relationship then. All the cute guys are in a relationship, I swear.

He is actually nice though. The cute ones are never nice so this is rare. He helped me up. Damn he has muscles. I love guys with muscles. He is taller than me, and he is wearing business clothes. He looks around my age, if not a little bit older. But not by much. His hair is a nice light brown color and his eyes are blue like mine. 

Just when I thought he was nice he tells me he has to go and leaves in a hurry. He almost knocks me down AGAIN. Ugh whats with all the douche-y guys today.

I see a slip of paper on the ground. It says "Safely Bank" and has a number. It's definitely a business card. I guess that guy works at a bank. What a boring job. 

I'll probably call the number after my shift at Starbucks. That seems like a good idea.

I then continue on my long walk to my job.