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My first girlfriend (Part 2.1)

by ZombieSkittles on August 24, 2009

This is a random situation that occurred, and by itself seems just foolish. But looking back, in the grand scheme of things, would of attributed to the downfall of the relationship. This is a brief post which segues into the next story, and if it weren’t for that fact I wouldn’t even mention it.

hug-2 Both Charlotte and I had a friend in common called Anna. They had gone to the same school together for a little while, before Anna started at Nuriootpa, then I met her. She was a funny weirdo, but in a good way. I did enjoy talking to her, and while I only really saw her because she stalked me before school, it was good to have extra company.
Now, I ended up at a different, larger Youth Group this one night, it was a sort of combined effort of several groups, into one big one. I’d gone because Charlotte was going to be there, and I had a gift for her in the form of a bracelet. The day was fairly basic; I hung out, awkwardly gave her the bracelet, then continued hanging out. I felt out of place at the event until Anna arrived, I hung out and caught up with her for a little while.
Then, the next scene I remember is the clincher. Both Anna and Charlotte were sharing a lift home, and I walked outside with them to the car. At that point, I hugged Anna, and went to hug Charlotte, but thoughts went through my mind. She was on the other side of the car, if I went to hug her, would that come off as weird?, and before I could get up the courage to go over and give her a hug, she was in the car. This is a perfect example of how bad I am. I can hug Anna, but I couldn’t work up the courage to hug my own “girlfriend”.

Bad? YOU BE THE JUDGE, BECAUSE I AM CLEARLY BIAS.

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