| Week 1
This is my first post and I have a long story but I’ll try and make it quick before I get to the point.
This HB 8 asks out loud if anybody wants to get a drink in class before the prof. walks in. She is hot and I haven’t had a beer yet today, so why not right. So we get to the bar and start drinking. Honestly at this point I m not even comfortable enough with my game to start using anything memorized but try to just apply theory of building rapport and that’s it, nothing else. Anyway chill for about an hour, I break down and ask her name. When we have to leave and tell her I am glad I found somebody to drink with. On the spot she rights down her number and give it to me. I really didn’t think much of it to be honest. Following week, we have an exam and I ask if she wants to study. She said fine and that I should call her. At this point I have to tell her I lost her number (it got destroyed in the laundry) and she writes it down again.
We meet in the library and review notes for a while. I suggest going to the bar across the street when I see her attention span is collapsing. We drink a couple beers and are laughing a bit, she gives me some KINO but I don’t return. I am still to self conscious to return KINO at this point and rationalize it as just portraying myself as being unimpressed with her advances. I suggest we should have one more beer and she accuses me of trying to get her drunk. I saw this as a shit test and just ignored it.
However I have since developed a routine should she ever say it again. Let me know what you guys think. I’ll be honest I’ve only been reading for about a month now, so it may be way off base and useless
Her: You’re just trying to get me drunk.
You: You really shouldn’t worry about that, it’s not like I’m going to take you to my bachelor pad…and have my way with you, imagine that….As you get to know me, you’ll realize I’m not the kind of guy who gets you drunk so you will get your pants off.
Anyway...
We decide to leave and go back to my dorm to get a book that she needs. I offer to drive her to my place and then back to her car so she will have less driving time after a few beers. She agrees and says that she will need to use the bathroom at my place.
We get to my dorm, I had started laundry that morning and wasn’t expecting anybody let alone this HB so my bed had no sheets. She commented on that fact while she pressed down on the mattress with her hands and commented on how "comfortable" it felt. Yes, I know I am a tool for not having fucked her already. But I digress. She goes into the bathroom, comes out less then ten seconds later and asks whose tampons are under the sink. I told her they belong to my roommate's g/f. The significance of how odd this was didn’t occur to me till about a week later. I drive her back to her car. While in route she asks how much my car costs, I answer honestly and say 35k. I didn’t feel like that was a shit test since I could tell her family was wealthy also. Anyway, drop her off and leans over the center console to hug me and in the process totally catches me off guard. So when I go to hug her I get a face full of her hair. Needless to say I probably passed up multiple opportunities that night and knew it as soon as she left my car. But for some reason while she was with me all her signals where going right over my head.
Weeks 2 - 4
After reflecting on my dismal performance, I decide to remove myself from the situation and ignore her as politely as possible during classes to prevent any further damage. At this point I decide to simply act as if she is not that important to me, I don’t look at her at all during class while I know she is looking at me. Furthermore I make an effort to appear in nicer clothes and have my female friends with me as often as possible. I got one to agree to be a fake fuck buddy for the sake of making the HB jealous. We exchange greeting and acknowledge each other with nonverbal communications but nothing more. During this time I begin to scour all PUA info available to improve my game. During Week 3 she compliments my shoes which I know she has seen me wear before but never has mentioned. As a natural reaction I look at her shoes, she notices that I looked at her feet. She is just wearing rubber clogs, not much to compliment so I just look up and ask her how her weekend was. I see the sting on her face, and like it, but she answers. Week 4 she compliments my hair, I say “Thanks I got it cut two weeks ago.”
Week 5 (This week)
Monday: I leave class; she walks up from behind and tells me to call her sometime this week so we can go out. I acknowledge with non verbal communication that I heard her and proceed in the direction I was going.
Tuesday: I call her and let her know I am available on Wednesday and Thursday. I get a call back ten minutes later. She is talking quietly, I ask her where she is and she is at work. I tell her to call me when she gets off. She does, I don’t answer.
Wednesday: We always have sat next to each other in class. That day an ogre sits in front of her so she moves her desk further away from my right to see the white board. After five minutes she adjusts and moves her desk closer to mine so our desks were touching. I still ignored her presence till she started talking to me. Whenever she said something I would also pretend I didn’t hear her and make repeat herself. I was having fun at this point really. So after class she asks if I wanted to go out tonight with her and one of her friends that was staying with cause she broke up with her b/f. I said I had a meeting with the Resident Diplomat at Duke. This is the truth accept my meeting is next week. I simply told her Wednesday and Thursday with the intent of removing Wednesday evening as an option if I felt like it. That didn’t phase her, she asked if I would be done by 8. At this point I felt like I was being pursued so I agreed.
Wednesday Night: Bitch is two hours late. So I call and leave a calm message saying I am downtown now, which means if she wants to meet me still she will have to drive from one end of town to the other. She agrees. I tell her which bar to meet me at. She arrives and calls and asks me where I am. I am in the pool hall that is across the street and on the 2nd floor looking out of a window a watching her get embarrassed in front of her friend because I am not there. Like I said, I am really having fun at this point.
Anyway I go meet them, they ask about the pool cue case I have with me. I said I was just practicing for my regular Friday nights when I play pool. The girls weren’t interested but they took note. I don’t mention it again.
Before I go any further, I have to admit that at this point in the evening I feel I carry myself very well as an alpha. This will be proven later on in the evening.
Anyway we drink some beers; I do a flaming sambuca with inhalation of the remaining alcohol vapor. It’s my magic trick. I pay the tab. The girls want to dance. This is where my game falls apart because to me dancing is the opposite of acting aloof and uninterested. I can’t stay in my own world when I am dancing, I don’t know which or whose world I am in, but it’s not mine.
We get into the club, girls pay my cover and for all my Kettle One on the rocks. Girls walk in first thing they do is go upstairs to use the bathroom. I begin to follow and realize that I don’t have to use the bathroom and walk back downstairs. The girls find me; we go to the dance floor. My palms grow damp as the bass gets closer and I feel sweat forming on my forehead. I decide I need more alcohol. Five minutes and 2 tequila shots later, I feel a little better. The girls go into the dance floor while I nurse my vodka and pretend to look occupied with my cell phone close to the bar. Her friend asks me if I dance. I flat out say that I have never ever danced. The girls find this endearing, and buys me a bit of time. The HB trys to guide me through basic movements and gives me simple instructions to follow her hips and speed. However between the strobe lights, the alcohol, her huge rack, and my not having read anything on dancing game I think I held her to tightly too soon and she knew I had a chubby growing. It didn’t seem to bother her too much. I get off the dance floor. I don’t remember if she stopped dancing with me or I stopped dancing with her, but I am pretty it was her who stopped. Anyway her friend and I are talking on the side of the dance floor while the HB is dancing with a good dancer, I mean really good. I don’t know why or how but when they were done dancing, he came over shook my hand and said "no disrespect, just having fun". Like I said, I got the alpha thing down, but it’s not enough alone to get the job done. Her friend comments to myself and the HB that the great dancer thought we were together, simply say “Imagine that” and laugh.
This is all premeditated even with my drunkenness. Since I am too drunk to drive and so are both girls. I call the Marriott down the street to get a room, they are booked. Although I failed to secure a room I think it was more important to show my willingness pay for one. However the girls might have thought I was looking to hook up with one or both of them but I got no indication of that, and honestly at this point I was not. We were in no shape to drive. After the failed attempted to get a hotel room the HB invites me to crash at her place, I agree. We get her place, I pass out, period.
Thursday: I wake up before the girls do, I find myself in a guest room and the girls sharing the bed in the master suite. I'm still drunk and get dirty thoughts as I look in the open doorway and see them both there. At that point I tell myself, I will have her. I am tired of waiting for her wake up, I am concerned my car will get towed from the public lot, and I have to piss. My nice guy thoughts briefly return and tell me to hold it for a while because if I flush the toilet they will wake up. Then, I remember I am an alpha male. I piss, I flush, she wakes up, and we are out of the house in ten minutes.
She drops me off at my car; I perceive a moment of awkward silence, maybe half a second worth. I role play and tell her to have a great day at work and lean over to kiss her on the cheek and I leave. I go home shower and etc...Two hours later I am outside our classroom building very close to the entrance shooting the breeze with some guys. The HB is approaching walks up from another building and begins to walk straight towards me. I have sunglasses on and am staring at her, but still act engaged with my friends. Although I am sure my body language did respond to her approach even though I was attempting to look past her with the aid of my sunglasses. The HB approaches me and smiles, I return a smile which I am sure was goofy looking as all hell, I am still working on my smile. As she passes by me very closely and deftly places her hand on my upper arm/shoulder and continues to walk without saying a word. That was our last physical encounter. Several hours later I text her using the "Your way too nice, I had a great time" string. I forget who gets credit for that one but thank them. The HB responded quickly, "I had an awesome time too we have to do it again." That was our last communication.
Now if any of you have made it this far, first I thank you reading the post until this point. Second, I am painfully aware of my many mistakes. Third, I also believe that I made several decisions which help me recover from those mistakes. My major concerns are these, in the up coming week we both have final projects and exams and I cannot honestly expect her to make time to see me nor do have time to see her. How do I maintain any rapport that I established? My strong suit is being alpha male, how do I use that to my advantage? Finally, what are the chances I am stuck in the friend zone already and if so can I reverse it?
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i quoted chapman at the top of this as i felt it needed to be said again!