Drayden's Diary by Chris Babu

Drayden's Diary by Chris Babu

Author:Chris Babu
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Chris Babu
Published: 2018-09-14T00:00:00+00:00


Drayden: April 9th

TIM TOOK A GIRL TO the hookup house today. Despite his carousel of “girlfriends,” he usually doesn’t get very far. He’s no Casanova. He just thinks he is, because he meets a lot of girls. But typically, once they get to know him—even a little—they’re out. He’s outgoing and charming, so he initially hooks them. Nevertheless, as soon as they get a glimpse of the real Tim, they run for the door. It’s weird because “Casanova” Tim is the fake Tim, a cover for all his issues I think, and the real Tim is a great person. I don’t get it. He must become creepy or something.

I think that’s worse than my... situation. Ya let’s call it a situation because that makes it sound temporary. I never hook anyone or even have a chance to. But that also means I don’t face the constant rejection he does. Although girls are interested when they don’t know him at all, the tiniest peek behind the “Tim curtain” and suddenly they have urgent homework to do. That’s gotta suck. I feel if girls got to know me, they’d like me more, not less. Let’s go with that.

The hookup house is nothing special, it’s just an old abandoned hotel. Pretty gross actually, all decrepit inside. Unfortunately, if you want some privacy and you don’t want to be outdoors, there aren’t many options. It’s not as if you could go to the movies as teenagers did before the Confluence.

I’ll have to catch up with Tim tomorrow and find out what happened. Yes, it’ll just make me feel bad about myself, reinforcing the sense that every other kid out there except me is climbing the normal steps of adolescence. Meeting people of the opposite sex. I presume Hailey is on the sidelines too, but heck, who knows? And that doesn’t exactly make me feel better, equating myself with Hailey Kipman. I wonder if other kids are making fun of me because I roll so... solo. Every night it feels like there’s some crazy, raging party and I’m the only one who didn’t get the look. I’m sure it’s not true. Still, that’s what it feels like.

I’m so far away from kissing a girl that I can’t even imagine a scenario where it could happen. I try to picture it, but it’s so unfathomable. I’m just as likely to be randomly punched in the face as kissed by a girl. Actually, what am I saying, I’m way more likely to get punched. A lot of stuff would have to transpire before someone would want to kiss me. You’d have to meet someone, talk for a while, hang out socially, etc. (note: none of this is occurring). And then MAYBE a kiss is on the table. She would have to be into you on top of it, which is a whole other problem.

The only contender for the above scenario is my trumpet. I haven’t played it in years, but I could start carrying it around, take



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