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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:08:26 GMT -5
ool.
So like most of RBO, I like this girl, but its hard to talk to her. Very hard. Girls in general. Yeah I know, lame lame lame. Anyways so I heard her talk about star wars a few days ago. I like star wars too, and I had a costume in my closet. This costume was of Han Solo, and I wore it for Halloween last year. I decided to wear the costume to school today. Well, the class I had with her wasn't until 3rd period, so I had a long way to go until she could see me. First period was a fucking nightmare, English 2. The second I walked into the classroom, people started whispering and shit about me. Well you know how the people who are friends with everyone just play stuff off as a joke when something bad happens? Well, I am not friends with anyone, and I tried this, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD RBO DON'T TRY THIS! I said something like "Aha yeah guyssss Han SOLOOOOO (I said it like how that song says ballin) is pretty sexy". Every just gave me a blank stare.
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:10:18 GMT -5
At this point, the teacher awkwardly stepped in and started his lesson. All through the class I was getting all hot and sweaty because I was so fucking nervous and embarrassed. As soon as class ends I sprint out of there and into the bathroom. It occurred to me that I might have sweat stains all over me, but luckily there was nothing. I went to the stall, and sat down to pee. NOW BEFORE YOU GUYS MAKE FUN OF ME! I always have split streams. I don't know fucking why. But if I stand next to the urinal to pee on it, I either hit the guy on my left or right, while one stream hits the urinal. And considering I was wearing a FUCKING HAN SOLO OUTFIT PEEING ON PEOPLE the ending wouldn't of been happy. So anyways, I pull my pants down and then look up to the ceiling. I was praying to god that when I walked out of the urinal that my cloths would magically change to something normal. I didn't want to be Han Solo anymore. So I pull my pants up, and guess fucking what. Not only did I not wipe my wang good enough, getting some spots on my boxers, THERE WAS A PUDDLE OF SOMEONE ELSES PEE ON THE FLOOR IN A PUDDLE! GUESS WHERE MY PANTS WERE! YEAH FUCKING RIGHT! IN THE PUDDLE! So I have someone's pee on my leg, and now I gotta go wash my hands. Well, I pretended to spill the water all over my leg, and put some on my shirt too. If someone asks what it is, I will just say "Yeah, turned the sink up too much I guess lol".
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:12:11 GMT -5
So I walk out of the bathroom, and I was off to 2nd period. My second period class was Art, hopefully there was a chance artists were found of star wars. I walk in there, everyones first reaction was "Why the hell are you dressed as Han Solo?" I panicked and said "Uh the sink overflowed too much I turned it up." Everyone didn't really understand, it took me a second to realize how stupid my reply was. I just gave a blank look and sat back down. We sit at tables, which means 2 people are always across from me, and usually they never look at me. Today however, they stared at me like I was scum on their shoe. They asked the same fucking question "WHY ARE YOU HAN SOLO". Jesus christ stop asking me this godforsaken question. I decided my reply from now on would be "I dunno". Then they asked me why I was wet. I said "Holy christ I am wet because of a sink. Sink has water in it and some dumbass put gum on the sink part which makes it squirt and shit and it went all over my pants. They got a little suspicious of how the water had such a wide range on me, but I ignored the question. That period was finally over! 3rd period HERE I COME! So I went to the bathroom again to make sure I was looking as decent as I could in a Han Solo outfit. I was going to burn this piece of shit.
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:13:38 GMT -5
So I got to my next class, and there she was, staring at me. This was a dream come true. Now given, I imagined this a hell of a lot more romantic then her with a blank stare, but what the hell can you do in a Han Solo outfit. This was good enough for me. Then she started smiling. I then realized the smile wasn't a smile, it was a fucking giggle. She was laughing at me to her friends. I panicked and said "Hey I am Han Solo whats your name?". She then busted out laughing at me. She said "Wow you really are gay". I asked her why she though that and she said "My friend said that you though Han Solo was hot and you dressed up like him". My blood was fucking boiling. The girl of my dreams thinks I am gay because of first period. First fucking period screwed me over. I asked the name of her friend. It took me awhile to realize who it was, but eventually I figured what she looked like, she sits pretty far from me in English.
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:15:36 GMT -5
I sat through the rest of the class in shame. I kept looking at her and smiling, to be like the cool kid who always smiles or something. In all fucking honesty I don't know what I was thinking at that point. I just kept giving her this really weird fake smile hoping she would be like "Wow that smile is really hot, you aren't gay after all I guess". I was probably just freaking out though. I know now that would never happen. This was by far the worst class period, instead of just being asked questions, I was getting harassed now. The girl pretty much announced the class I was gay. I tried denying it, but unfortunately I got too worked up and there were tears in my eyes. Yeah that really fucking helped my case. Everyone was saying things like "Awwww lil gay boy wants some luke skywalker dick to suck on huh? Well I'm not luke skywalker but you can suck mine loolololololol" Those idiots did this for the entire class, and the girl would just laugh.
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:16:22 GMT -5
This hell finally ended. Now I know for a fucking fact, Emily ( the girl in my 1st period that told the girl I liked about my Han Solo sexy crap) goes through the same connection I do to get to her class. so i get there, I wait a bit, see her, she walks past me, I do a U-turn and follow her. She then walked into some class, I am not sure what it was, but it was in the foreigh language hallway.She then put her backpack down in the room, and walked out again. She looked at me, didn't say a word, and kept walking. I waited a bit, then followed her.
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:18:17 GMT -5
So she talks with her friends for awhile, I walk by the conversation a few times, listening to bits and pieces of the conversation. I find out who her boyfriend is, considering he is in the conversation with her 2 feet away from me. So the chat ends, they kiss, and split ways. This was like a fucking crossroads in my life. To be completely honest, I had no idea where this stalking thing was going. I decided against doing anything to the girl, because what ever I would do would get me beat up by like every person with a hand, even the freshman would try to take my life. I decided to follow the guy, hopefully he had no friends. It was getting pretty late in the locked break, but I really had no intention of going through a hellish period again. So I followed him until the piece of shit went to his locker. Bingo. I had his locker. I didn't know what the hell I was going to do now. But shit, I had his locker. I waited for him to walk away, and luckily this was in a place that wasn't really being traveled by teachers at that time. I could go into larger detail of what spots are patrolled by teachers, but I will make it short. Basically, there are hot spots WHERE YOU DON'T WANT TO FUCKING BE WHEN THE BELL RINGS. These places change, depending on which teachers have plan periods. Really, it is impossible to know where the hotspots are without doing research around the school during all 4 locker breaks. I was very lucky.
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:19:59 GMT -5
So he finally leaves his locker, by the time he had, class had already started. This shit was a rebel it seemed. Anyways, his rebel ways were the downfall of him. he didn't have a lock on his locker. it was like god gave me the 2nd prize, because he couldn't change my outfit. I open it, just a normal locker. My original plan was to push my luck and hoped to find some drugs in here. Nope. That didn't turn out well. But I found out his address and his class schedule. For those who don't know, when you get schedules in the beginining of the year, it has all you shit on it, birthday, counselor, and address. I took a piece of paper from my backpack, and wrote it down. An idea occured came to me. Considering I am weak as fuck, and this guy would kick my ass in a second, what would be the best way to do this? Threats. So I took another piece of paper, took a red pen out, and started writing "Hello Ben, how are you doing? Good I hope? Enjoy it. Because that is a fall sense of security you little piece of shit. I know where you live Ben, I also know where Emily lives. I just want you to keep that in the back of your mind while you slumber. Slumber Ben....Slumber".
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:22:26 GMT -5
I smiled, because for once I am glad I had the Han Solo costume on, I felt pretty bad ass with it. I signed with "HS". Now at the time I was feeling badass, and felt like I could take a bullet, so my common sense dropped quite a bit when I put down the intials for Han Solo. I did the same not writing process for all 4 classes, and put them in the appropriete books. They were stuff like "Ahhh Social studies. I took this class. Its a great class isn't it Ben? You know, I loved to just take a nice long breathe of air in this class, I loved to look at the sky out of the window. Its these simple things you need to enjoy Ben, you shouldn't take things like this for granted. Trust me on this one. You should really tell Emily the same thing, I have a feeling she takes it for granted too. Your very best pal, HS". The other 3 were basically the same thing. If you guys want the other 3 I will give them to you later, but I have a feeling space is running out of this post. Anyways, I sat in the bathroom until class had ended. I hadn't eaten my lunch yet, I know I haven't addressed this yet but it is during 3rd period. Nothing really happened at lunch, so whatever. Anyways so I had a ham sandwitch that I ate in the stall. I had about 17 minutes to kill. Nothing exciting happened here either, I just walked around the stalls reading the writing, I laughed pretty hard a few times, then I think someone heard me and came in, I ran into the stall, locked the door, and put my feet up. I stayed in there the rest of the time after that. I only ate half of the sandwitch. Anyways, with 2 minutes to spare, I decided to go back down to the locker so I could see what he does. Well he opens the locker, does some stuff in there, then takes a look at my note. His eyes widened, and he showed it to the people around him. I exspected him to be scared, but of course he fucking wasn't. He then went back to the teacher and told the teacher about it. Well, I walk away cause I am scared shitless. And I walk out of school. Well, I see the kid with 2 cops, showing them the message. He hasn't see the one I left in his books yet. Emily was there, and she was really scared and her friends were comforting her. I felt kind of bad, but she really did fuck up my life. Even worse now. I even heard the cops followed both of them home.
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:22:46 GMT -5
So, thats pretty much the end. Nobody knows I am HS yet. Tommorow though, I have a feeling he will read these notes and the situation will escalate to some serial killer loose in the school. I am really scared about going tommorow, I didn't hide my handwriting or anything. So if I am brought in I am pretty much screwed.
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Post by Elysia Drake on Dec 1, 2012 22:22:51 GMT -5
tl;dr
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Post by Zilla2112 on Dec 1, 2012 22:44:14 GMT -5
>serious problem >spam ISHIGGYDIGGY and this |
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Post by Zilla2112 on Dec 1, 2012 22:45:35 GMT -5
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Post by Elysia Drake on Dec 1, 2012 22:53:58 GMT -5
this just in smap steals something from someone else |
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Post by SMAP on Dec 1, 2012 22:56:33 GMT -5
noooo why would you spoil the rest of the story |
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