NPC is On Teh LOOSE!

Field Reports & Anecdotal Experience Men's Journals
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So I planned to start my journal today, and here we go.

Please bare with me, I have a very bad memory problem, and yea, I know I’m way to young for that, but excessive thinking about life, and excessive blows to the head (don’t hold your babies with excessive amounts of lotion/lubricant in your hand please to all you parents), is not a merciful creature.

I’m awaiting my order of pheromones, so tomorrow, or wedsday, will be Pheromones.
Pre Pheromones:

For todays post, the grammar might be a little buggered up, and sloppy. Since I’m only seeing through one eye (you’ll read why later on)

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Alright, so new day starts, and its Monday. To avoid forgetting what clothes I wore the other day, I organize what I wear into days, with a jean for everyday. Today was gym, and I had organized mondays as wearing my “lived in” black jeans, with black shorts under. I threw on a black shirt, and black boots (they are actually sneakers, but Nike was brain dead at the time they decided to make these things

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). Geeze, lots of black eh? No I’m not emo by the way. It’s just that my shorts are black, and I lost my grey shirt so, heh, I’m living with the times for now

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Waled out the door with a positive outlook on life today, determined to put myself output there as suggested by you guys. I went in to the school, and had some homework to finish up, and since it was “HW Day” in homeroom, I decided to get to that. Three girls and one boy sit at the group of desks right next to me. One has liked me since the beginning of the year, well at least I have the assumption since she approached me with random Hi’s and Hello’s everyday, till she got tired with me not approaching back. She has tried to flirt with me too, here and there, but not really. Her name is Stacy (till I remember what her real name is). Another girl is Kassandra, who has a boyfriend she’s “engaged too”, but is willing to cheat on him. She offered to let me, and two of my friends have sex with her around the first day when she came to the school, which was a couple months back. The third girl is Samantha, who wants to have sex with my best friend, Frankie, but isn’t positive. The boy’s name is Sammy, but not much really happened with him, he just paid attention. Here’s how it went:
Sam = Samantha
Ste = Stacy
Kas = Kassandra

Sam: So, I’m thinking of doing the nasty with him
Ste: The nasty nasty?
Sam: Ewww
Sam: I’m not sure if I should do it though. I’m so confused. He says I’m a slut if I dont have sex with him, and he’ll still call me a slut even if I do have sex with him anyways, most likely. (He actually is calling hier a slut because she said that our other best friend, Jonathan, is “on his dick”. So he warred against her.)
Ste: You dont have to do anything for him. Make sure you actually wantto do it before you do. There’s no turning back.
Kas: Huh? You’re a virgin?
Sam: Yea…
Kas: Then make sure you dont do it because you think you have to.
Kas: I don’t think I have to…I mean I do want to, but I’m not sure. I mean, we were talking and he said if I really loved him, I would prove it to him.
Ste: Look, you don’t have to prove anything to him.
Kas pulls out a huge folder that is the size of a encyclopedia, and drops it on Sam’s table
Sam: What the hell is that? flips through it
Kas: Everything you need to know about sex from A – Z.
At this point, I start bursting out in laughter at the thought of her printing out, and then even carrying around a huge folder about sex. I mean, what are you going to do? When someone approaches you, are you going to whip it out and flip to page O: Can you get STD’s from oral sex?
Kas (at me): Don’t even comment. It’s not funny. This book has everything you need to know, and I have it so that I don’t contract STD’s, use a condom, get pregnant…
I start bursting out in laughter again, by myself this time, because just a week ago she was telling everyone how she didn’t know if she was pregnant or not. Then she went on to say she was hyped about getting the baby. LoL
Kas: Don’t comment!
The time was draining on me, and at this point I decided to focus more on my work. It seemed that even just laughing, or being the only one put myself out there to get attention! Well needed experience for my moral indeed. At the end of class, I decided to give Stacy
The day went on hazy, and nothing really interesting happened, besides getting kicked out of class. So GYM came, and I decided to get more involved. I have always generally sucked at sports, any, you name it. I failed, and failed hard. This is partly because my dad caged me inside my house, and away from people, like I was a lion or Tiger, or something. I ended up failing hard in school at sports, while others excelled, and this threw so many endless blows to my self esteem. I ended up not trying hard enough, because I felt as though I was so horrible, there was not time, or hope for me to get better. I also didn’t want to try, because if I participated, they would all just see how bad I am, and laugh at me. It would end up to me feeling bad about myself, and girls liking me less for not being as athletic as other guys and men are. That’s not attractive. So I decided to put on the shell of, “I used to play sports, but it gets old, and now I really don’t like it. You can call me a sports hater.”

I wasn’t about to put that shell on today. The pearl is making its way out of the shell; imagine me as the pearl in renny’s avatar. So I stepped up to bat ( it was baseball) and leaned forward and put the bat up, I was a little butterfly about the posture at first, but hell, I smacked that ball so hard it practically cried. I ran to first, second, third, and then strolled down to home in sweet, sweet, oh so damn sweet, victory.
So that was sweet. I went home that day bymyself, I usually try to walk with one of my tree best friends, and this one guy who goes my way. Today I was alone. I turned into a street that was empty. I walked half way up, and as you know I was wearing all black. Those are blood colors, and a whole bunch of crips where on the other side of the street. They sent two across, who came up and jumped me, I managed to get a hit in o a guy, but was overwhelmed by ten bodies falling on me. A woman started walking down the street, and they ran. She didn’t say anything to me, just passed by, so I walked home today with a black eyes, bruises, and bad aches. Told my mom, and I’m about to go to the doctor right now, so this will be a the end.

Will “NPC” become the “Boss” in this game of relationships, adrenaline, sex, and socializing chaos?

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Uhm…black is a ‘blood’ color? Where exactly are you from? Last time I checked it was red, and yes, I do mean the gangs.

Nice report, maybe I’m prejudice, but I take it you’re either in an inner city high school, or a really, really suburban area. Judging by the gang business you mentioned, I’ll go with inner city. Well, when you get your pheromones I think you’ll start noticing more crazy things, although you might wanna be careful with controlling aggression, if you’re one of those guys that other guys like to pick fights with.

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Technical Information :slight_smile:
You have to Upload a picture first. Then link it to the Forum.

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Im living in East Brooklyn, New York

Black isn’t a color signified only by Bloods. TheCrips that happened to jump me were mostly weearing only black and blue, but I was wearing only black, and nothing else at all.

When you walk outside with black sneakers, jeans, and shirt, you’re considered blood around here.

Heh, the pictures. I didn’t notice that last night, I just posted and went to the hospital. That is a result of me copy and pasting half of the entry, and pasting it in Word to continue (I saw it was getting long, and I didn’t want a crash ending my precious work).

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Day 2:

After heading to the hospital yesterday, I had to get a Cat Scan (sp?), and get my eyes checked, so I stayed the whole night, and came back 4 hours ago. So, eh, no school means no entry.

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I see. We call that getting dressed for “work”. :roll_eyes: AKA –> Robbing people.

Bs and Cs stick with red and blue on the west coast, though where I’m from it’s more about turfs and blocks than color coded gangs.

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Um, if you know wearing all black means something that could result in you getting jumped, I advise you find something else to wear. I am glad you are ok though. Keep pushing and maybe get some counseling? You should like a really good kid…

Phya, from reading some of your posts, I would believe you are prejudiced against black people. I am not sure if you are ok with that or not though.

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If I were brutally honest with myself. I might agree to a certain extent. I was raised in a Korean family, went to school in a French school, from 1st to 8th grade, where there was but one African-American student, and my private high school was filled with practically white, Jewish, and Asian students. There were 3 African-American males total in the entire school. So, to say that there was a lack of pro-AA influence would be entirely true.

However, I also grew up in San Francisco, CA and Berkeley, CA. Potentially two of the most liberal cities in California, let alone the entire USA. I think I had more gay and bi-sexual friends in high school than straight ones. I got kicked out of that private high school, transfered to public school and got along just fine with the 60% AA population. Went and played some ball at the college courts, went out and partied with AA guys. Once I went to college, I picked up a lot of Asian friends, but I my regular crew was mostly AA. All in all, I know I’m prejudice (although I’m not sure against who, what, or how) and I know I’m not discriminatory.

That being said, I’m comfortable with being prejudice, unfortunately I have no other choice but to be uncomfortable or comfortable - we cannot eliminate our prejudices. However, I’m not comfortable with discrimination. If in my posts I seem discriminatory towards AAs, then please point out those posts and I’ll see if there was a chance what I wrote was misunderstood.

NJM, from the posts that I have read, you seem to be preoccupied with racism on these boards more than I. Not implying anything by any means. Just saying that it seems you are sensitive towards discussions involving race. :wink:

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An update…

My mom is going through economical problems (lending all her money to family) and she cant pay bills…

So my internet is not working, and I cant update the journal for a while.

Hopefully she can fall back on that nurse’s salary soon.

-NPC

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That’s too bad. I’m sorry about the difficult times.

If you can’t update online, you can always take notes the good ol fashioned way and do a mass posting when your internet is back up.

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I hope things get better for you. Keep us posted

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Ok, internet came back this morning, so my diary is back up and running :slight_smile:.

As for the offline diary, I was planning on starting that, but I guess it won’t be needed :slight_smile:.

Oh, and the next entry will be day 3. Nothing of real interest has happened, since I’ve been in and out of the hospital, and serving a stupid suspension.

But everything is back to normal. I’m healthy, physically and emotionally, and I’m ready to go.

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Side note before I start.

I noticed I called this my ‘diary’ last post…errg need to pump myself up with some -none to fix that.

AND LET THE HUSKY_MAN_DIARY GO ON!

Day Three:

So got up this new Tuesday and threw on some brown nikes, with a brown and beige (sp?) army patter shirt.

Thew on some new cologne I really like now: Swiss Army

Went to school to find that many people were tired as ever. Also came back to see that in one way or another, I let my friends get into the “I’m not sure if he’s able to stand his own ground and not let people push him around” state, so they were putting me through some tests: like seeing how dependent I was of them (“doggie” test), if I would strike back if hit (courage test), and how much they could rely on me to have their backs (loyalty and friendship test).

By the way, those names are undeclared tags I gave the different aspects of the test, and as stupid and idiotic as this test sounds, it’s really a character building thing. We do this with friends that are losing Social Value due to being characterized as a chump and not an alpha male. It appears to look like bullying, and that’s what we set it out to look like. It really does help out.

For instance: We have this skinny friend called Husni. He slouches like the hunchback of notradom(sp?), and is very light and scrawny. In the beginning of the year, we gave him up as being funny to help him out, and it went pretty good till people started saying he was a weak little scrawny kid, and also after being played over by a girl. So we started putting him through the tests, we were more direct with him, because it seemed like he never went through this before, so we would tell him straight up not to let people push him around, and stand firm waiting for the outcome of whatever uncomfortable, or dangerous, circumstance, or else we’d keep on ‘bullying’ him till he became hard like a rock. Today: Husni doesn’t take crap from anyone. If you come over and punch him on his chest, he punches you back. He retained respect from that, and got his Social value up, but he started ditching us when people had problems with us (failing the loyalty and friendship test without even taking it!), so hell, we’re back to the drawing boards with good 'ole Husni :roll_eyes:.

You know how baby lion cubs play fight with each other to build muscle and I’d have to guess, “battle skills”? That’s basically what’s happening here, but with the evolved Homo sapiens sapien twist to it.

So, I was preoccupied with doing that today then anything else. All the girls seemed dead with fatigue today anyways.

Talk about the sunburns though.

Ok, I dont want to leave you guys with an unfair ratio of testosterone to estrogen, because hell, that’s why we came here ! To see some hormone on hormone action! w00t!

I’ve really gotten into the Mystery Method, and so I’ve read some interviews, and I’m currently listening to a seminar, so I decided to get started on reconstructing my game for the Spirit Week Dance next week Friday, June 6th:

Opener:
Me: Hey Guys, I need a good opinion on this! What do you thing about mohawks?

Me: Yea, because you see, I’m thinking about switching up my style, and growing one, and even dying it a color at the tips! My uncle says I really shouldn’t, but I’ve already got my guys going on this idea (DHV - Leader), and they’ll start one too as long as I do(DHV - Leader). What do you think? Should I be a good kid and listen to my Uncle? You guys look like you might (emphasized jokingly?) have a sense of style (Neg to lower the “Oh God I’m so Hott, and another guy is trying to ride me” mentality).

At this point, I hit them with another Opener after Mohawk (by yours trully) regardless of their responce just to be safe (I’m not really sure what hints they give that will tell me to transition into A2)

DHV Story:
Aw Man! I’ve got to tell you this crazy thing that happened to me yesterday.

So I was going to City College to register for my classes next year (DHV of Intelligence - I’m in High School going to a freakin College for my Sophmore - Senior year for crying out loud). It was early and I took my sister with me because I was feeling bad about leaving her in the house all alone (DHV - care for loved ones). So on the whole trip to Manhattan, she looked down, and I could tell she was hungry, we have that kind of connection, so I took her to Mc Donalds to grab a bite to eat.
I made her laugh it up, and we had a good meal (DHV- care of loved ones). we finished up, and left.

So we’re go up this hill to enter the campus, ands ITS FREAKIN HUGE! It’s like 7 blocks with a football field AND baseball field!

There’s people sprinting, like their in a freakin marathon, in one direction. I look at the time and it’s 9:25!!! I throw my sister on my back and just start running my butt off towards the main office. This girl and guy are running like track stars infront of me, and the guy just keeps on bulleting down, forgetting about the girl. The girl starts slowing down and stumbles over the curb of the block she’s getting on. I was thinking “OMG! SHE’S ABOUT TO DIE!” but this girl actually tries to break her fall with her hands, but she keeps on moving and is actually SPINING with her arms! The girl is literally doing a cartwheel with her HANDS for crying out loud! She pushed her self up, still moving, and Oh My God, my jaw freakin dropped and I slmost tripped too. But she was running backwards, turned around with one step, and BAM!! She hit face first into a pole on the side walk.

Now, at this point, I’m like screw my classes, and I go to help her out (DHV - care for loved ones) but the guy she was with didnt see anything. So I yell my lungs off at the guy, and he turns around, but the jerk-off tried to keep going, so I called him out "Yea YOU! LOSER IN THE BLUE! HELP OUT YOUR FRIEND FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!"
So this time, he runs back up (DHV - Leader of men) and we help out his unconscious girl to a 911 call.

A few security gaurds came over, then the ambulance, and took her off. Dam, I still need to register for those classes though.

And this goes to wherever it goes. Still need to finish up this routine.

Happy Reading,

-NPC

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Day Four:

Today was a Wednesday, and every Wednesday in my school it’s a half a day, regardless.

My sister neglected to set the clock, so I woke us all up about two hours later.

I get into the class to see that Husni came (What a miracle) and I sat next to him, gave him a handshake, and started shooting the shit with him.

We talked about ordinary stuff; from going to the dance, to what happened on Jerry Springer this morning while I was ironing. It wasn’t an in depth conversation though, we mostly worked and goofed off here and there.

After class, we had a little rumble inside the bathroom. It started off as Jonathan and Frankie vs Me, but then they got Husni after me, so we decided to team up and get back. Husni ditched me (as usual) and I got handicapped. Then, we all teamed up on Husni, and got him good for what he did. Lol it was fun. We were sliding across floors just doing stupid things today. What was weird is that it seemed to be only our class leaving rooms at the right time or whatever.

The day ended pretty quickly to me, so we’re all outside and Husni’s waiting on Jonathan so he can get his sidekick and leave.

I confirmed today that Jonathan, and Frankie, are coming to the dance, along with me and Husni. So, after he got his phone, and we started for the train station. I decided to refresh on his and Stacy’s relationship (I’m planning on trying her at the dance).

Here’s how it went:
(Dog finishes pissing)
Me: Wow, thats the first dog I see lift its leg to pee. All the dogs I ever see pee actually squat. Geeze, I wonder how they give birth.
(Husni laughs)
Husni: See, I told you she was surrounded by guys. (He points down a street where Stacy, Melanie, Margerie, and Kassandra are with a group of boys). I’m tellin you, Melanie’s a slut.

Me: Stacy’s up there too?
Hus: Yea
Me: You guys still talk? I mean she dumped you right?
Hus: Yea well…WHAT? NO! Don’t you remember? She was crying on Margerie when I dumped her that day. (She sat on a guys lap right in front of his face, who she also always flirts with).
Me: Really?
Hus: Yea. She kept saying on AIM that we didnt break up, and that she didnt want to break up.
Me: Oh, dam. Well I’m just asking because I’m about to get with her (God I have real confidence) at the dance.
Hus: No problem dude! Thats all you.
Me: No I mean if you still feel for her man, its all good.
Hus: No I’m serious. Do you.
Me: So you dont like her anymore?
Hus: Nope. We used to talk after, but she started talking shit again.
Me: mmk

Couple infront of us has a fit, bercause the girl throws dirt on the guy (Sherod, or however the hell you spell his name) and he gets pissed and gives here a little girl hit (to not kill her).

Hus: whispers God she’s is uuugly.
Me: I’d never take something like that from a girl. I’d pumle her with dirt, say “It’s Over.”, and walk away.
Hus: laughs Yea, and drop one of these garbage bins on her and roll her down the street, or better yet, say “We’re still good”, do that, then say “its over”.
Lol, I laughed at that idea.

Me: So who are you gonna get with?
Hus: Whoever.
Me: Uh huh, so how you gonna do that?
(Decided that it’s time to give Husni some advice courtesy of MYstery)

Hus: You know, go up to her and say "Hey, dam girl, you’re so sexxy? and so on.
Me: God, don’t do that.
Hus:What? Oooh! Yea its a party!I’m gonnask her if she wants todance, ad you know, one thing leds to anoher.
Me; That’show the amatuer does itman.
Hu: Then wa should o.
You cant be some avergae broing dude. You have to go up to her with something interesting. Like look at me. Pick a number from one to four ok? So one to four.
Hus: Three
Me: Err dam, I know, I did it wrong.
Me: Ok. 1 to 10. Got it?
Hus: Yea
Me: Seven
Hus: Yea! Dam thats nice
(^ Credits to MYstery for the ESP opener)

Me: You do something like that to get their attention, or ask them an opinion question. Not " Hey I’m Bob. Where are you from?"
Hus: Ok I get it
Me: I’m gonna teach you everything I know.
(This girl, Nickeisha, in our class comes over to us and interupts us)

Nic: Do you guys have a dollar?
Hus: Nope
Me: Yea…but I’m using it tomorrow
Nic: Come ooooon! I’m dieing of dehydration here! You can just ask your mom to give you a dollar tommorow, they sponsor you!
Me: How about I ask my mom tommorow if she can give me a dollar to give to my friend so she can drink something and not die?
Nic: starts smiling Come ooon. You guys are lying out of your asses.
Me: Go ask Mayleen’s boyfriend over there for one. Tel lhim you’ll make her break up with him if he doesnt give you a dollar.
Nic: Heh, he’ll probably do it too, but come on let me get a dollar!
Hus: Well, you’re a begger…blah blah blah (I zoned out at the point for no reason. I came back at :slight_smile: So no. No dollar for you. starts walking away
Nic: Come on! Husni you’re so cheap.

So, I go off into the station with my pupil.

Me: So you know, you have to say something that’ll attract her, so she doesn’t give you that bitch shield. Then you have to build comfort with her, enough so she doesn’t have buyer’s remorse, and then its all you.
Hus: I got you. Well you see, I was gonna try and get with Stephanie. You know, the one that hangs out with Zaina and Elizabeth.
Me: Yea.
Hus: But I dont know, that was the beginning of the year.
Me: Trust me, thats all you. Just do what I say and…
Husni points down the train station. I turn and see Nickeisha coming down. Oh my god, what a burden.

Nic: Hey.
Me: Cant you see we’re trying to have a conversation here?
Nic: Yes I can see fine, and I really dont care if you’re trying to have a conversation.

Now I’m a noobie, so everything isn’t to clear in my head when it comes to applying the knowledge, but I was trying to get out a neg so I could interrupt her, but eh, you win some, you lose some. Least I didn’t really care what the hell she thought. She’s not ugly.

Nic: You wanna know why DaQuan is really tight?
Hus: What happened to your hair? (A neg without me getting to those. Probably an accident since he lost his virginity this year, but hell, good work young jedi)
Nic: Yea, I’m gonna go to get a little something done to it.
Me: A little? More like a lot
Nic: starts smiling (bingo) Yea, I need to do something good to it.

The train at this point starts coming…

Bah, I was gonna get to Husni about pheromones, but I’ll save that for tomorrow then.

Me: Aight I’m out.
Hus: You’re notcoming?
Me: Nah. (How would that look? To take the train back?)
Nic: Come on Husni. grabs his arm (marraige/couple style)
Hus: Later my dude.
Me: Be safe.

And I went home.

The end. For now…

-NPC

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Day Five

Ah today.

I woke up (on time), and got to school early. Not many people where there, and the morning was pretty dead. Eh, well nothing happened besides me goofing off with friends till lunch. The period before our class was split up, so I was by myself in class, with a few girls (none I like), so it was pretty dead
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At lunch I was roaming outside by myself, and Kasandra pops up. She asks me if I’ve seen her friends, because they were supposed to meet her. She started complaining about how she always waits for them, so I started teasing her and making jokes here and there, and she started laughing and asked me if I wanted to come. So, I agreed.

I made her laugh the whole way up and back. She’s got a boyfriend she’s pretty dedicated too (engagement ring and all, im not joking :roll_eyes:)

So, I’m not after her.

I’ll be heading out to get my pheromones tomorrow, so hopefully they dont ship it back.

-NPC

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Post Peheromones

Day Six:

Today was a GREAT DAY! w00t!!!

I went to DHL before school, stacked with personal information, proof of residence, and I.D. I was happy when she said I only needed the mails :slight_smile:.

So, she handed me the bag, and I was so impatient I opened it right outside the office. It was so sweet to see the little wrapped bottles (Plus a Free EXTRA!) . I took out the four bottles of pheromones, scanning each one intently. I took out Instant Shine, and sprayed one on each wrists, rubbed it to gether, and spread it behind my ears and down my neck. Then, I took the Instant Openess and sprayed it on my wrists and (same as Shine) and rubbed it behind ears, down neck, and on my chest.

Oh My God. I swear I was high.

I walked up that street so freakin happy, my body locked into that chest out confidence stance, and I just hit some freaky ecstacy kind of level of joy. I was singing lyrics from Rock to Rap To Country. I just stayed in a smile, laughing at stupid things I would think. I did this all the way to the bus stop, got an acknowledgment from a guy (head tilt) that I’ve NEVER gotten before from a stranger, and Good Morning from some woman, randomly, that was standing next to me. I responded good morning, but left it at that (she was like eighty.

So I get on the bus with my heart punding heard, and my wrists getting warmer. It wasnt an “OMG I’M GONNA BURN TO DEATH”, it was more like a “Mmmm” kind of warm, if you can understand that.

So, I walk into the and head to the office to get my late pass. Anytime I come into this office, they pay no mind to me, tell me to sign, take the pass, and leave, but today was different. I walked up to the desk, and confidently asked if I could get a late pass.

Now, the desk is more like a thin counter, thin enough to rest a fat beetle on, but not a plate of food, so we were basically 2 feet apart.
Me: Can I get a late pass?
Office Teach (OT): Ok…
(Couple of minutes later, she purposely walks away, as if she needs to flip a page or whatever at her desk)
OT: So are you gonna come, or are you trying to get some long distance shipping here?
Me: Uh, long distance
Ot: what? did you say long distance?
Me: Er, I’m coming..
OT2: laughs Ha, he did say long distance
OT: playfull That’s 7.95 plus handling
Me: Heh, I.O.U.
OT: Make sure you get to class! I better not see you bullying these little kids (the first 3 flours are for elementary school students)
Me: I’ll try not to.

While I was walking away, I can still hear them down the hall talking about the long distance thing.
You know how when someone finishes a good, long laugh they kind of weeze it out like, " Ha Ha Haaaeee…". That’s what I heard when I was walking away :open_mouth:. So, I was guessing it was all me :smiley:!

I came upstairs, walked in class, and guys erupted in their usuall sounds and immature jokes that they do when someone comes in late. None the less, the class erupted in talking, but this wasnt my doing. Everyone was in groups, and seeing the responce from my classmates, my teacher set me by myself, heh. He seemed thoroughly pissed after taking some minutes to explain to me what I had to do, for no real reason at all.

Ok, so class ends, and we walk into the bathroom. I told them to come in to see something. And I gave Frankie the same set up I had, Jonathan didn’t want any though, because he didnt want to bother his cologne, and scent. He’s gonna give it a shot on Friday for the dance though, that I’ll make sure of. I gave Husni some later when I could discretely, he didnt come to the bathroom.

I went into class myself, while Frankie and Jonathan went to their lockers, or somewhere. I dont actually know where. But a few minutes later, Frankie came in like he just finished taking 5 pounds of sugar to the head. He had this huge grin in his head, and said the pheromones smelled real good, and he was happy for no reason.

What was really weird was this:
I had walked by my teacher, who took up half the door, so she got a good smell from me. So RIGHT after she finished giving the directions. She walked over to me, and just stared me down. She stood there for like five minutes. Just staring at me. This was getting really, really awkward till she asked, as if forcing to get something to say, “So, are you gonna do the work?” Me: “Thought you had something to add…”

She turned around and looked at our table, as if scanning us, stopped at Frankie for like a second and went off. Weird..

This girl, Kasandra, the one I went to Mc Donalds with the other day, just kept grilling our table.

She just wouldn’t stop staring at Frankie. It was a little weird.

After class, we wrestled it up some in the bathroom, went to digital photography, finished our essays, and went to lunch. We were all over the place in Red Hook, and for most of the lunch time, so no interaction there. That’s where I gave Husni his spray, and he said later that he was feeling a little pumped later, but he had put it on his hands, and he was wearing a long sleeved shirt. So, I can see why he wasnt on aggro mode like me and Frankie.

The next class was math, but I sit in the back at this office kind of large desk ( I call it my personal office) and did my test there. No interaction.

Went to science class though, and Nickeisha kept on trying to get into conversations me and Husni were discussing, and she would be constantly pulling on me, and putting her arm around my arm, and rest on her head on my arm while she was talking. Talk about kino escalation.

Went home that day a little late, because I stayed after school to work on a project a little. Had a REALLY good talk with Husni, and for the first time in like a year. I hit a deep brotherly connection with someone. I talked to him about girls, and wanting to not waste this WHOLE year, and MY WHOLE YOUTH, on being in the shadows and in the corners. I told him how ugly I felt after my dad kicked me out of the house, and after some extreme years of bullying, from kindergarten to now, from other kids. He told me I really wasn’t what I had believed I was. He said I’m not ugly, and some stuff you guys have told me here. I promised him I’d end this year off with a bang on Friday.

Ban me if I come back girl-less.

-NPC

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JUst read that post entirely :slight_smile: gLAD that you are so excited about received that shipment! Who would not be!

Looks like that io got some good results with your friend!

What are the 4 products you got?

And yes, ban request accepted if you can back g-less :smiley:

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The four pheromones were 2 bottles of Instant Ammo, 1 Instant Shine, and 1 Ammo.

I’m going to Manhattan right now to shop for some clothes to look good for Friday :smiley:.

I’m pissed so I’ll through some instant shine on.

-NPC

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Day Seven

Got to school, went into bathroom, and applied the following shots:
Instant Openess: 1x each wrists spread around neck and chest
Instant Shine: Same as Instant Openess
Ammo: 1x Shot to neck, spread around

Oh My God.

These things would give me the title of “Virgin Killer” if I put them to good use.

So for the first class, I was hanging around guys, so no go.
The next period, I sat next to Nickeisha for 2 hours.

After waking up from her nap, she started to get really touchy.

She tapped me with the edge of her foot to wake me up from my nap. Then while I was trying to focus, she gave me a massage.

No I’m not lieing.

And a pretty damn good one at that.

It was only the arm, so she couldnt feel like a touchy slut. She stroked up and down, and did the regular massage basics, then pushed my hand away. Mmk, I was supposed to do that, but whatever.

A few minutes later she got her pencil, and started poking my chest…
Nic: You have big tits :slight_smile:
(I’m not fat, actually skinny, thats all muscle)
Me:Thanks..
(She keeps prodding it or flipping or w/e. It’s not flipping just pushing up and down, then stopped.)
This is where I try to bust a joke:
Me: Yea, I tried to breast feed my baby sister once
Nic: How old is your sister?
Me: nine
(She counts her fingers: so smart)
Nic: So you were 7 and tried to breast feed your sister?
Me: Dont judge me
Nic :slight_smile:
Nic You were a faggy little boy

Oh I cut her at that…It was my fault anyways, thats a huge DLV.

A few minutes later, she starts rubbing her pen hard on her desk and pkes me with it. It stings, and I start to do the samething (this is all playful)
Nic: No! Dont poke me!
(She moves away a little to the end so I cant reach her without being blunt)
Me: How come its not workin…
Nic: You have to do it hard

I dont know where it went from this point (I went back to sleep) and the class ended.

I didnt see her at lunch, and once again it was only guys.

Math I didnt sit next to her.

GYM I stood next to her in line for baseball. She got a good whiff of the pheromones and started flirting with other boys.

She was staring at Jonathan and it went like this:
Jon: What are you looking at?
Nic: Your sexy self
(Jon turns away and goes back to playing)

When he comes back she reaches her arms out for a hug, and he ignores that…

The next scenario, she comes over and they’re playing around, and she emds up saying

Nic: Dont make me kiss you.

He got close to her at the end of the day, and he might have gotten that kiss.

Wow, now that I write this all out, I just realized how he got the life I was supposed to live.

This girl has stared/like me since the beggining of school, and her first kiss goes to him…wow..

I’m not a wuss anymore. I can talk to a girl no problem, interact with people on the streets without caring, and everything else

But now I’m from being a loser to a regular person. I still have the “Romantic” level to reach.

I have this short little routine, but my mind goes blank, and since I’m in school, I’m trying not to use it as much, so I dont get “He always talks about mohawks, x, y, and z” circulating behind my back.

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You know, sometimes I get so drawn into trying to observe the situation and every nuance that’s going on, that I forget to be a participant. I can totally relate. I just say next time. :slight_smile: You’ll get plenty chances.