This is the kind of material most chicks would die for. I was certain that she was mine. I imagined her coming into school that morning, seeing this display and just melting. When she took her seat in front of me in homeroom, she would blush as she turned around and uttered her acceptance: "Yes! Take me, sensitive boy." But when she entered the room, my perfect plan began to unravel: She totally ignored me.
I didn't count on this. And soon my public invitation turned into a public nightmare as the gossip spread around the school. All the girls were pulling for me. In discreet meetings between classes, they assured me that they were encouraging Virgie to accept my invitation.
"It's only a matter of time."
"Be patient."
"You're sooo sweet!"
"Any girl would kill for you."
My play had captured the heart of every girl but the one I wanted to be my date.
