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In High School, education isn’t the only thing girls care about, there are also boys involved. When you think about your first time attempting to flirt, I bet you think about it in good light and how you ‘wowed’ him with your charm. Well, for me, I was in that 7% that remember the way it really happened. I mumbled and just about made animal mating calls while just getting out “Can I have your number?”
So, now I am older, I have come up with this list of the eight tips I WISHED I had while I was in High School.
Be very careful about flipping your hair. I woke up one morning in tenth grade and I felt very confident about my hair that morning. It was soft and not frizzy for once. I felt like I could rule the world and win over the boy who was in my math class. I walked up to him before class started and he smiled and started talking to me. I wanted him to think I was cute and I looked over and saw a girl who was talking to a guy flip her hair, and the guy seemed very impressed. (Maybe it was the cleavage, I could be wrong.) I felt it was the right time for an impromptu hair flip. I flip my hair, and it got tangled around my glasses so when I finally got the hair out of my mouth, he probably thought I had a seizure and he walked to his seat.
Only chew gum when you know it won’t pop out at the wrong time. I went to a birthday party for a guy I knew back in ninth grade. Well at his house was my seventh grade crush and I had coke just before I noticed he was there. I placed the coke on the counter, and popped a piece of gum in my mouth to freshen my breath. I walked over and said the “Hi! How are you” bit and he stood up to give me a hug. Since seventh grade he grew quite a lot. It startled me a bit and I kind of choked on my gum and flew out of my mouth to land on his shirt. I about died.
Cleavage can only last you so long. For the first day of my photography class, there was a guy named Daniel in it. He was cute and had the curliest hair I have ever seen on a guy without it being an afro. I was sitting next to him and that morning I wore the new shirt that my mom bought for me. It was green and high up in the back but low cut in the front. It had a clasp in the front, making my cleavage looking like a peace sign. I didn’t know what to say to him and after we introduced ourselves to each other. I looked down and noticed him glancing at my chest so I just sat there letting him eye-rape me while I came up with something to talk about. I should have said something sooner because a girl showed up with an even lower cut top and he stopped looking at me and migrated to her table.
Beverages should be drunk, not spilt. I went to the movies with a group of friends and a few of my crushes went a long. In the movie the lead actress spills her drink on her date and wipes off his thigh and they end up making out. For most of the movie. (I wonder why it only got two stars...) My group went to the Steak’n’Shake close by and I was squeezed into a corner next to one of my crushes at the time, Jason. He looked kind of like the lead actor in the movie and I guess my brain turned off for I bumped him on purpose when he started to drink his coke and instead of it spilling on him, he spewed it all over me. Just fantastic.
Your lips can only handle so much lip gloss. In eleventh grade I went to a party for my friend Autumn and we had a game of spin the bottle. Super hot Robbie was across the room from me and I just knew I would get him. So the time that it took waiting for my chances to spin, I applied my favorite cake flavored lip gloss. When it was my chance to spin, I span and the bottle and it landed on him! Fate! Yet fate can be cruel, for when I planted a kiss on him I was stuck to him like glue. Since my lips being so sticky I was stuck to him for about ten seconds. Longest ten seconds of my life. For the next day at school he told his friends I kissed like a plunger. How would he know what a plunger kisses like anyways!?
Thou shall not wear fake eye lashes. During the summer time of eleventh grade, I went to a surprise party for one of my friends from elementary school. Her name is Sadie and she was turning seventeen. We spent hours apply make up and we all bought fake eye lashes to wear. Mine looked like it had diamonds in it, it was so sparkly. They all assured me that the guy, Kevin, at the party, whom was going to be attending our school when the school year started, would think I was smokin’. Sadie arrived, we ate snacks and danced. We started to play Twister and when they said left hand on red, I briefly had my hand on Kevin’s hand. I had to turn around to put my right foot on green and I brushed the side of my face against his arm and he jerked back, hitting my eye. It didn’t really hurt but the eye lashes sealed my eye shut until I got home that night to take the glue off. He called me a pirate for the rest of the senior year. Jerk.
Raccoon eyes are meant for the animals. One of my best friend’s and I both collected Cosmo Girl magazines. We got to read all about the fantastic make up tips and dazzling eye liners that were only to be worn on certain days. It was Wednesday which meant Violet Explosion eye shadow and Ebony eye liner. That more I lined my eyes very dark, hoping to get the Hillary-Duff-smokey-eyed-mysterious look and of course that had to be the rainiest day of April. It was also the day I decided to admit my feelings for Cute Adam in my fourth period class. After class ended I slipped a note all sly like across his desk, he opened it and then looked back up at me. I thought at first the reason he looked shocked was that fact that I admitted how I felt but later I learned otherwise. He didn’t say anything in reply so I walked to the bathroom in defeat. When I looked in the mirror I screamed…my Ebony eye liner made huge raccoon markings around my eyes and the Violet Explosion made it look like I joined the Circus.
Blind dates are self explanatory. I pulled some strings to get a number of a cute guy my friend knew in twelfth grade. She set me up on a blind date. We were going to go see the new foreign film that had sub titles and all. I was so nervous and I spent the money I got from baby sitting to buy a new outfit. I got a friend to come over and curl my hair, and I applied the newest in- style eye shadow shades. I was dolled up from head to toe and I still felt nervous whether or not he would like me. We meet up and he has light blue eyes. We watched the movie, well I did, and he looked bored. We went to the game area close to the shop. I noticed a claw machine filled to the top with stuffed animals. He then said, “I would try to earn you a stuffed animal but I can’t see any.” I glance at him and I thought he was kidding but then I noticed the thing I was missing the entire date. He was really blind.
The last tip wasn’t really a tip but to show you a part of my life that changed everything. I married the man I went on a blind date with, and because I was so worried about what I looked like I never though about what he was thinking about. He thought that I smelt good but I wore too much hair spray. He thought my laugh sounded funny when I started snorting during a funny part in the movie. While I was obsessing over acting cute, he was trying to figure me out. I am so thankful he gave me a chance.
- by PaintTheSkyRed |
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- | Submitted on 04/05/2009 |
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- Title: Eight Tips on Flirting
- Artist: PaintTheSkyRed
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Description:
I wrote this editorial for my creative writing class and it is based off a point of view from someone who use to be in High School but addressing High School girls.
- Date: 04/05/2009
- Tags: eight tips flirting
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- PaintTheSkyRed - 04/18/2009
- Thank you very much.
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- damngel_caspit - 04/12/2009
- wow nice story hope 2 read 1 more from you
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