I hate boys. Seriously.
Why can't I be done with them already.
Okay I'm joking, well only a bit. I mean I have a ton of sweet guy friends, who are taken. Or not interested. And the guys that are left... well...
I almost wish we were in the future where they just find our soul mate and that's all there is to it, because finding the perfect guy is hard enough.
The worst part is that it seems like every girl already has all the good ones. Or the actual attractive (to me at least) guys go to a completely different school. Or they're uninterested.
Now I know this may sound weird, but I have a few rules before I can even consider dating a guy.
1. We have to be friends first.
If a guy is hitting on you from the get go, while you're in high school, he just wants to have sex. He doesn't know you at all. Now okay, yes, I'm sure there are plenty of exceptions. But let's get real, it's a good rule. At least I already know I like my friends.
2. No sex.
Because I know myself, and to simply put it:
I will get pregnant and die.
3. He can't be creepy.
Ohmygod. This is a major rule, and seeing as all of the guy who have ever asked me out are creepy, it must exist.
4. Now I'm just going to list some attributes. Not all are required. I realize this might make me seem terrible but we all know that if we as women hold any self respect than we also hold high standards.
1. He must be well read.
2. He has to be planning on getting a further education.
must be in good shape.
4. He has to be attractive to me at least.
5. He can't be a liar.
6. He respects my boundaries.
7. He will hopefully like dogs.
8. And cats.
9. He must must must be able to stand up for not only me, but for others without a voice as well. So basically kindness.
10. He can't be creepy.
I feel like I should further explain number nine. I can perfectly well take care of myself and stand up for what I believe in, as well as for others, without any ones help. However, I find allowing someone to be teased and taunted right in front of you is one of the rudest and most insulting actions a person can take. Or not take I suppose since it's ignoring someone in their time of need. I think it says so much about you, how you were raised, and how you treat others.
It's also quite possibly the biggest turn on to be defended by a guy.
I'll just stop there though.
So these are a few of my rules, so far...
Senior year, finally.
I have two off periods, the last 2, and everything else was a blow off class. I feel like a mofo.
I walked sluggishly into my first period carrying a large carton box of coffee as well as three dozen Styrofoam cups.
There was a collective gasp around the room. In twenty years at the high school reunion it would be called the gasp heard around the town.
And a town it was. A small town nestled on the shore of Rhode Island. Where it was always breezy and the water was always freezing.
Back to the coffee.
As soon as I set it down, everyone stood up.
Their eyes gazing up at me as if I had just descended from the heavens. Opening my back pack I pulled out a jar of sugar and one of creamer. I then stood up onto my desk.
"One at a time."
"Freya. Marry me." grinned one of the jocks, Matt. All the other people in class grumbled their appreciation and admiration.
Matt. He was absolutely adorable. I had tutored him for a while, and we had gotten to be extremely close. He came over to give me a tight hug, it was sweet. On the outside he seemed like a typical quarterback, but really he was like a puppy. He put everyone above himself, especially after his mother and father died in a plane crash and he was left with his Aunt. We've had some late night convos on the phone, which is pretty much normal since we're kind of best friends.
"Just get your cups and thank me later guys."
After about five minutes into class, our teacher was still no where to be seen, everyone had taken a seat and began to talk about their summer. I scoured the room to make sure everyone had gotten a cup.
The boy behind me hadn't. I furrowed my brows, unable to recognize him.
He opened his eyes and caught me staring. "Can I help you?"
I slightly blushed with embarrassment. "Sorry, I was just checking to see that everyone got a cup and then I noticed you hadn't."
I waited for him to reply. Nothing.
"So I was going to ask you if you wanted some but I don't seem to know your name. Which is pretty weird because everyone knows everyone since the town is so small. That means you're new, right?"
He just scowled. "Your reasoning is so logical," he mocked. "You should become a real private eye."
My green eyes widened, "Wow asshole, who do you think you are talking to me like that? I was just trying to be, I don't know friendly or nice. I guess that's something you wouldn't know anything about."
"Yeah? Well next time don't waste your precious breath."
"Believe me I won't."
Matt stood up ready to be the shit out of this guy and well, frankly the whole classroom was gawking. I made eye contact with the guy who sat behind me. He busted out laughing. I frowned.
"I'm sorry, I'm not like that at all but I was just seriously curious as to how you'd react." He smiled. "Not at all like I expected, no offense." He added.
I smiled back and flipped my brown hair behind my shoulders. "It's fine." I stuck out my hand. "I'm Freya." He took my hand and held it for a moment, then gave it a gentle shake. "So, how'd you think I'd react?"
My classmates felt the change and calmed down, getting to their own business. Matt made eye contact and furrowed his brows a bit, his blue eyes filled with worry and angst. I gave a slight nod to show I was ok and he smiled in relief, turning back to his friends.
"Well I figured you would whine or cry. You're obviously well liked in this school, and I figured you would just let someone come to your rescue."
"You think I don't need anyone to come to my rescue?" I chuckled. "I'll always be able to defend myself. However, I think everyone needs a bit of rescuing in their life..."
I trailed off as I saw the teacher step in. Standing at 6 ft 2', He had hazel hair and stormy ocean eyes. He was honestly gorgeous and all the girls in the class, including a few boys sighed. After he walked to his desk he glanced around, his eyes meeting my own. He smirked. It's kind of funny. My brother got all the good genes. Jerk.
Oh lordy. I've been meaning to publish this for a while. I doubt many people if any will read it, but to be honest, it's my favorite.
No really, all my other stories are meh. This one is ganna be awesome and I'm freakishly excited to keep writing it. WOOH!
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