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Godzilla’ (I do have other interests, you know).“Jordan, boy, where are you? I quickly repeated the usual drill of purging the browser history.
My parents weren’t terribly swift when it came to computers, but I think even they would be suspicious of training bra sites showing up in the auto complete. My two older brothers were enjoying full football scholarships at Missouri State, so dad wasn’t too disappointed in his computer geek son.
But she was talking to my dad, and her voice faded as she passed by.
I made a fist to steel my hand, then typed before I lost the nerve.
But her smile, which included her deep brown eyes, instantly quelled my pounding heart and sweaty pits. “Let me grab a drink.” As she walked to the Orange Julius stand, I decided that this was already going better than 90% of the dates I’d had.
I wondered if I should bring up the previous forbidden topic, or just let things progress naturally. We just kind of started wandering the mall, talking about nothing in particular.
As Fishbone, a local guy I’d talked with many times but had never met, blathered on about his school day, I clicked away from the battlefield and began searching my other interest. Last year one chick made a dress out of duct tape and this year some girl wants to find a guy to wear the dress instead. I stared at the decimated remains of my once proud army, my head swimming. Why hadn’t I told Fishbone that I desperately needed to contact this strange girl immediately? This is what I get from placing my dreams in the hands of a guy named Fishbone.Sometimes we’d hang out in the commons before school, so she could ‘check her answers.’I leaned back in my chair, attempting to balance a pencil on the ridge of my nose.Eileen was actually smarter than she gave herself credit for.Actually, since we were now the only guys in the house, we’d gotten closer. Eileen Fraces was an alternate cheerleader at my high school.Pretty, but not gorgeous, she’d kind of attached herself to me last year when she realized I’d let her copy my homework.
I’d have to wait until college…no, I’d have a roommate then.