I'm irked by the fact that the girl had to go tell a friend to tell me instead of telling me directly. What's up with that? I had to deal with this method of rejection multiple times now...
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On August 5th, I drove a friend and his girlfriend to an ice-skating rink for their one-month-plus-a-day. I was thinking of hanging out at a friend's house, but they invited me to skate with them instead of "wasting" gas (and who knows, you might meet someone too). After we rent our ice-skates, I skate around a few times before stepping off of the ice to readjust my laces. While I was doing that, a group of people I did not know came up to me and asked me if I could teach their friend to ice-skate (after asking me if I could skate in the first place). So I teach her the best I can (most of the time was spent trying to get her away from the wall) and I end up being the balance for this girl when she finally is confident enough to let go of the wall. As the final hour of the rink approached, this girl and her friends decide to stop and rest before leaving. I skate a few laps alone until my friend catches me from behind and starts a conversation with me:
*Insert stuff about racing and sore ankles*
"Dude, that girl wants to ask you for your number."
"Okay..."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I'll let her ask."
He then joins his girlfriend off the ice and leaves me alone again. After a few more minutes, his girlfriend joins me to rely the same information. That was when I decided to stop and give the girl a chance to ask me. I get my shoes on and pause to "look around" (I'm really waiting to see if she does want my number). Right before I take the step myself, one the girl's friend tells me that she wants to ask me for my number. Information was passed around, she got the hug she wanted, then everyone went their own way. During the drive home, my friend goes on about how he knew something would happen (right). I planned on staying until 10 PM or so, but she began texting me. Around 11 PM or so, I go home (and still the texts come!) and prepare to turn in for the day. I don't get to sleep until 3 AM. You can guess what kept me up.
During the following week, I am occupied with moving to a new house (freaking housing authorities
) and yet I manage to stay up to 3 AM each day because she wants to talk. This screws with my sleep schedule and my job hours, but I manage. We go out twice during the rest of August. She asked me to the first and I asked her to the second. On both of the dates, she brings at least one friend along because her parents don't trust her or something. Both of the dates ended with a movie (there is no way UP can be viewed as a kid movie when you're in college).I decide to crochet a small rabbit (her favorite animal; one hour tops) as a gift for her birthday. September comes around, we "lose" contact for a week. She told me her phone wasn't working right in the middle of the week (so I thought "alright, I can stop worrying"). Two days ago, I called one of her friends and asked if he could relay a message to her. He asked me why didn't I just call her since her phone was working (now I knew the truth). Yesterday morning, one of her other friends called me to tell me that she didn't want to talk to me any more.
