| Hey y'all!
Night 3 was Fantastic, except for one mistake that prevented me from a guaranteed number and kiss. I opened more then usual that night and I've forgotten most by now, so I'll just go over the my best story of the night.
I'd been at the place for maybe an hour now, and I had opened some pretty poor sets and some good ones. Nothing special and no closes, but I'm definitely improving. And I'm making opens without having to be pushed all the time. Though I do need a kick in the ass every once in a while. I notice this HB9, by my books, and quickly check out her set. Her, a HB8, an ugly chubby girl, and (God be praised) a friend of a friend from school. I give myself 30 seconds to think then I make my way over. I go up to the guy I know an talk to him for a while. We discuss how we've changed a lot since we last saw each other (him from long hair to dreads and me from long hair to buzz) and we talk for a good 2 minutes. HB9 is nearby, and every once in a while I'd look up, smile a bit more, make EC with her while talking to my friend, wait until she broke it, then go back to Dreads. Not sure if thats direct or not, but it worked. About 5 minutes of talking to the guy, I introduce myself to Tubby, then HB8, then the target. I fluff a bit about how everyone knows my friend, how cool it is and what everyones doing at school. I leave the group a little afterwards to keep my good first impression intact. IOIs: EC
I wander some more, open a set with a wing with some people who thought he was a guy named Steve. It went nowhere. I probably should have stayed and helped him isolate his target, but something very very special caught my eye. My target was up on a pole, and grinding it till it shined. I watched Haha. She eventually moved up to behind the DJ on a table and danced more. Me and her friend with the Dreads both stood and said "Hot damn!". I left before she saw me staring.
Later, maybe 11, I catch Dreads, her and the same group dancing beside the dance floor. I enter their ring.
Me: Making the ring bigger! *dance*
All: Woooo!
Dreads: Did you see her on the pole!
Me: Oh yah! *pull HB9 near me* I'm tall and skinny like a pole.
HB9: *to 8* He says he's like a pole!
*laughter, then they both go on to grind me like a poll, and with HB9 in front of me I grab her waist, after a while it stops and we all laugh*
HB9: We're gonna get a drink.
*all but Dreads leave*
Me: Thats a Kodak moment.
At this point I went and bragged to my friends about what happened, none of them seemed impressed and I felt like a douche bag Haha.
I little later I see one of the guys I came with open her, then dance dirty with her. This guys game far outshines mine, and I figured "Good on him, I'll find another set, no worries." He opened, attracted and isolated quicker then I, so to the victor go the spoils. Probably punishment from above for being a royal douche to the guys. I switch my target to HB8. Why not?
Its probably 12 by now, and I'm exhausted. I'm not used to this 3 nights a week thing, and my head definitely wasn't thinking right. I thought I was in game mode, but it was more like bad game mode. I'm sitting with a couple fellow newbs by a table, resting a little bit, when up comes HB9, my original target of that set. I was disappointed she was going from guy to guy, but if I was the guy she left her number with, so be it. But I remembered that other guy could easily blow me out if he wanted to, and he was a friend. So I was conflicted, tired and caught off guard.
HB9: Hey!
Me: Hey babe!
HB9: Lets go dance!
Me: I dunno, I saw you with another guy!
HB9: No I wasn't!
Me: Don't lie to me Haha. I saw you out there grinding ass.
HB9: Ok ok, but it was only for the free drinks
Me: Well, I still don't think your cool enough
*What I think my brain was trying to do was make her think of me as not so easy to please and unattainable. But really, I just fucked myself.*
HB9: Oh, well fine *angry drunk and walks away*
That was my hugest regret of the night. I had enough IOI's to choke a donkey, but I said one stupid thing. And my brains still going in unattainable mode, so I don't approach her right after and get her to dance with me, or something. I leave my post to hopefully open a set nearby and get her jealousy juices going but by this time every single one had been opened and isolated. Fail.
Fifteen minutes later I see her at the bar again without that guy. I walk up.
Me: *give her the eyes and display my manly physique in a funny way*
HB9: *laughs* Mr. Pole! (nicknames are good)
Me: Hey, how are ya?
HB9: Getting a shot!
Me: Awesome, what is that?
HB9: *asks the little guy who's been buying her drinks all night*
Me: Oh, cool. So how was it? *referring to the grinding*
HB9:How was what?
Me: You know. IT.
HB9: What? The party?
Me: Yah, the party!
HB9: Oh its a good party.
Me: Well, thats good, cause I am the party.
HB9: Awesome! I'm the party too!
Me: No way! We should totally hook up! *laughing and joking*
HB9: Why, you think I'm hot? (shit test I'm pretty sure)
Me: No no no, I just think you're fun and interesting *sarcasm* (pretty bad response I think)
HB9: Oooh yah?
Me: Yah! Hey, I wanna show you something Ok? Remember this! *I look her deep in the eye and make her focus on my face, then grab a photo ID out of my pocket from 6 weeks ago when I had hair to my shoulders*
HB9: Oh my god! *gets her friend* Look at this!
HB8: Oh Wow!
We talk a bit about stoners and such. Then.
HB9: Man, we're so cool, we all know Ryan!
Me: Oh yah, Ryans cool. Wait, who's Ryan?
HB9: You know, Dreads guy.
Me: Oh yah! He's cool. I'm really bad with names. (Oops)
HB9: Oh yah? Whats my name?
Me: *Really apologetic face* Honestly, I have no idea. (Oh for fucks sake)
HB9: *instantly turns her back to me*
Me: *Turn to HB8* You know my other friend in your class?
I'm trying to get her jealousy going, hopefully getting her to think about me, but then I neg HB8 without a smile or joke in my voice and she leaves too. I'm left there looking after them, when HB9 turns back to me and comes towards me again, not in a bad way though, it looks like good news, when out of nowhere comes my friend with superior skills, grabs her, turns her away and gets her number right then and there. K-closes I'm pretty sure. Shit fuck turd and twat.
So, thats my story of the Lost HB9. I had her interest and attraction. She approached me after dancing with watshisface. So, what she just gonna try to gouge me for drinks or was she just more interested in me then him? Total IOIs: Major EC, Grinding, Approach and all the hugs along the way.
I should have danced with her right away when she asked, and risked being blown out. He did indeed have superior game, but what if he didn't even attempt it? Your thoughts on this situation would be superb.
Any comments or criticism, praise or hate. Anything is appreciated and encouraged.
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"Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so. "
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