Trial Dating

Three phases of my dating life

Oh my god guys! Here it is. We are past the bullshit introductory chapters. From this chapter onwards you will get to know the REAL MEGAN. I am so excited to publish this chapter. Hold on to your seats cuz this chapter is one hell of a ride.

Also I realized that I posted about the shout out pretty late so this chapter I am just gonna shout out to WritingRoses321 because she has been there since day 1, she inboxes me every time I post telling me how she feels about the chapter. Honestly, she has been so supportive and sweet. Thank you :)

Megan's POV

Practice was brutal today. But it wasn't all that bad. I saw him looking at me. I felt so empowered in that one moment. Bet he didn't expect me to play basketball or any sport for that reason, his surprised look was the proof of that.  To top all that, I saw his bare upper body. It was perfectly tanned and his abs seemed like they were photoshopped. Before today I thought only Ryan Gosling had 'photoshopped abs'. He looked simply like an angel fallen from heaven.

On second thought, today was the best practice day ever. I didn't feel exhausted at all. I started giggling like a school girl thinking about all of it.

Oh my god! I am giggling like a school girl thinking about him. No, no, no I can't have feelings for him so is it that time yet???

Confused?

Let me fill you in. . .

There are three stages to my 'dating' life.

Infatuation Phase-

Over my high school years I had few crushes and I made it my goal to get the guy I crushed on to like me. It worked every time. Guys are as weak as twigs and they loved to meet a 'different girl' aka Me.

I wasn't the normal wake up, make up, dress up types. I could never sit at home and read books as a hobby. I was the going out, into sports and away from make up types. Since society seemed to have a little less of girls like me, boys always fell for me because of how 'different' I was.

If you ask me that's just a lame excuse. I mean every girl is 'different', even the one who dresses up and shit, I mean who judges someone through their daily routine?

Lucky for me though, dummy boys couldn't get this fact through their thick skull. So not only I got every boy I liked but others too in the name of 'different', like the entire soccer team and basketball team.

I know.

After choosing the boy, I first bet to myself on how long that guy would take to confess his feelings, just to spice things up, you know. I was correct most of the time.

Then begins the actual fun.

Flirting Phase-

I love to indulge in flirting. It is the best. During this phase, the guy doesn't think about commitment or relationship, he is free of any of those serious bullshit and just tries to woo you by his cheesy pick up lines, making you laugh, be sarcastic and cute.

Ugh. It is the best thing in the world.

But since every good thing shall come to an end, this guy too would foolishly end this by asking one stupid question-

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

Or

"Will you go out with me."

Whyyyyy.

Dumping Phase-

And then folks, comes my time to exit. Get him out of my life and just be friends saying how 'it's not you but me.'

Tip – Never make out during your flirting phase, it only accelerates the process and makes him fall for you earlier.

Personal experience.

Now back to Satan,

He was hot. He was sweet. He played soccer. The only problem?

He had already asked me out. I really would have had a lot of fun with him, but he had to ask me out.

Damn you Nathan. This just means you already have feelings for me and now I just can't risk that. There is a good chance you might fall in L-word with me. I knew I wanted you from the first time I saw you. I assumed it would be hard for me to get you. But you turned out to be a lovesick boy. What the hell, Nathan! I would have loved to chase you a bit before getting you.

Ughhhhh, the worst part? I want to take that risk. I want you Nathan Daniels but only on the condition that you won't fall for me.

This is so 'A walk to remember'. 

But I wasn't a naïve girl. I knew I wouldn't fall for him. Just a little bit of flirting to keep me healthy and that's it.

Judging by the way he looked at me on the field, he had forgiven me for crushing his ego earlier that day. Good. I did feel bad, a little bad, for blowing him off, but it was needed to get him closer.

Let's find you Nathan Daniels.

Holy shit!

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