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Worse Valentine’s Day Story - Good Boy, Bad Boy
Posted by admin on February 1, 2008The following submission is completely un-edited. Vote for this story by leaving a comment.
As if high school without a boyfriend wasn’t bad enough, one year I learned that high school with a boyfriend could be just as tricky. In my sophomore year, I spotted a senior basketball player that caught my eye immediately. He was cute in a sort of dorky kind of way and I thought that he would be the perfect antidote to my recent bad experience with the cool guy wrestler that dumped me for an easy cheerleader. After less than a month, though, I was more than tired with him always being nice. He was always there, he was always happy, and he was always touching me - rubbing my back, holding my hand, putting his hand on my leg … don’t get me wrong - all of this would be nice if it wasn’t so constant. However, the fact that he really was so nice made it very difficult for me to dump him. Enter Valentine’s Day.
I still hadn’t gotten up the courage to dump him, so I had to get him a present. I went the very safe route of a framed picture of me and homemade chocolate chip cookies. He was equally stereotypical, buying me a big heart-shaped box of chocolates and a teddy bear. It so happened that we exchanged gifts just before I left for a bus trip with the band. We had our predictably sappy moment, kissing and hugging and vowing to miss each other for the week or so that I’d be gone, while my mind raced with trying to think of a way to end it. Of course I didn’t - he was so nice! And it was Valentine’s Day! I would never be so callous. Instead, I kissed him goodbye and got on the bus, sitting next to the guy that I really wanted to date - the bad boy.
