Alright, so you wanna hear about this “school sluts” thing, huh? Buckle up, ’cause it’s gonna be a ride.
It all started with a dare, really. Me and my buddies were just hanging out, being dumb teenagers, and somehow the conversation drifted to girls. You know how it goes. Someone said something about the “easiest” girls in school, and then another dude was all like, “I bet you couldn’t even get with [insert girl’s name here].” And that was it. Challenge accepted.
Now, I wasn’t really trying to be a total scumbag, but the dare was on. So, I started paying attention to this girl. Let’s call her Sarah. Sarah wasn’t exactly popular, but she wasn’t a total outcast either. She was just…there. Quiet, kept to herself. I figured that would make it even harder, honestly.
My first move was just talking to her. Simple, right? I started sitting near her in class, making small talk about the homework or the teacher. Nothing too heavy. Just trying to get her to notice me, to see that I wasn’t some total creep.
Then, I started “helping” her out. Offering her my notes if she missed class, or explaining something she didn’t understand. Being a “nice guy,” basically. I hate admitting it, but that shit works. Girls are suckers for a guy who seems genuinely interested in helping them out.
After a couple of weeks, we were actually having decent conversations. Talking about music, movies, whatever. She even started laughing at my stupid jokes. Things were progressing, slowly but surely.
The next step was the big one: asking her out. I didn’t want to go too hard, so I just suggested grabbing coffee after school. Casual, low-pressure. She said yes! I was actually surprised, to be honest.
The “date” went well, all things considered. We talked for hours, just getting to know each other. I even managed to make her laugh a few times. After that, we started hanging out more and more. Movies, parties, whatever. We were officially “a thing.”
Now, here’s where it gets tricky. The dare, right? My buddies were all waiting for me to “seal the deal,” if you know what I mean. But honestly, I was starting to like Sarah. Like, actually like her. She was funny, smart, and just generally a cool person to be around.
So, I had a choice to make. Do I go through with the dare and be a complete asshole, or do I actually treat Sarah like a human being and see where things go?
Well, you can probably guess what I did. I ditched the dare. I told my buddies to fuck off, and I kept seeing Sarah. We dated for a few months, and it was actually pretty great. It didn’t last forever, obviously. High school relationships never do. But I learned a valuable lesson: don’t be a dick. And definitely don’t treat girls like objects.
So, yeah, that’s my “school sluts” story. It’s not exactly what you were expecting, I’m sure. But hopefully, it’s a little more insightful than just some dude bragging about getting laid.
Look, I’m not proud of how it started. But I am proud of how it ended. I learned something about myself, and about treating women with respect. And that’s worth more than any stupid dare.
