Hello there, Dark Fortresses here. It's been a while, I know, but I now have a new fanfic! Enjoy. Reposted!
Boys. They were never my calling. The only dates I've been on were dares or blind dates. Those never turned out well. Why? The guys I was on a date with were either gay or they thought I was a dude. I can't blame them, because I have short hair, small boobs, and I always buckle them down. But I managed to get some decent guy friends using that tactic. They actually don't mind that I'm a chick, and they just think of me as "one of the guys". Then there's Bob. He's a guy I banded with during the tournament. He's a pretty good guy, but he's kinda... huge. Like not muscular huge, but fat huge. He's pretty tall, as well. But the only flaw was that he's probably eight years older than me, and I'm not into older guys. I'm only 19, I shouldn't be dating 30 year olds.
You know what's strange? I really like Steve, the British guy in the tournament. Like sexually attracted to him. Even though he dared Hwoarang to date me, I still like him.
The date I had with Hwoarang was pretty bad, even by my standards. I've been on dates that included butchering cows and pigs. You wanna know what that horrible date with Hwoarang was? We went to the amusement park. The best one in Germany. What could possibly be so bad about that, right? He took me to the biggest rolloer coaster, right under the big loop where everyone vomited. I knew he wanted to make out with me, but instead was attacked vomit. Three times, all within the span of about five minutes three birds shit on me. It sounds really sanitary, I know. I was wearing all white that day, too. That outfit will never be that white ever again.
I've had some pretty decent dates too. Like the date I had with Miguel, the Spanish dude from the tournament. He's a pretty good-lookin' guy. But I think all Spanish guys are hot. Even if they're ugly, I'm still attracted to 'em. I'm also strangely attracted to British guys... Anyway, the date. he took me to this Mexican resteraunt, he said he couldn't find any Spanish resteraunts in Germany. He talked with his signature romantic accent throughout the night. Even though I had a taco, it was still romantic. I have absolutely no idea whatsoever what Miguel had. It looked like a crepe, but it smelled like a taco. Strange? I think so. He said it was called something like a burrito or something like that. I'll have to remember to try one.
I have this friend named Xiaoyu. She's a little Chinese girl who fought in the tournament. She's sent me on at least seven blind dates, all of which failed epically. Those seven guys thought that I was a dude that looked feminine. I should send her on a date with Bob, just to get back at her. Do you think that's a good idea? I think it is. But she likes Jin, and she gets really mad at me when I call him "emo" or "tyrant". Do I get mad at her when she calls Steve "stupid Brit"? Well, somethimes, but not usually! Actually, I get mad at her whenever she calls him that.
I personally don't think the guys I date are horrible dates. It might be me. I might, just might, be the bad date. I never had a second date. I can never hold a boyfriend. I always hop it'll change, but it never has. Here I am, 19 years old, and I haven't kissed a boy or had a serious boyfriend. That reminds me that Velentines Day is coming up. Maybe, just maybe, my luck with boyfriends will get better. Or it never will. One of the two.
Well, there ya go. The next one in this series will be coming out... maybe within the next month. It depends.
