Hello to all! My name is Frank and I’m nineteen years old. I want to tell you a story about… girls. Or, more preciseley, about my two girlfriends. And please, trust me, I’m not showing off at all, if you’ve already started to think that! I’ve only had these two girlfriends my whole life, but it just so happened that these two were more than enough! My former girlfriend has turned my life into hell and it seems that she’ll never leave me alone, so in order to get rid of her, I have to marry my present girlfriend… uhhhh, I hope my bride didn’t hear that. But for real, this is not funny at all — I seriously fear for my life.
To begin with, when my love story just started, everything looked peaceful and even mundane and there was nothing much to talk about. Two years ago, my family moved to another city, and I went to a new school. I’m a very quiet, introverted person by nature. Yes, I have changed a lot since I went to college, but at that time, I was still very shy and meek, and it was very hard for me to meet new people, let alone make new friends. I only had a year left to go to this school before college, and I was mentally prepared for the life of a recluse, but it all went the other way because Sandra appeared in my life.
She herself came to me in the dining room, sat down next to me, and started some kind of careless conversation, which continued after school and carried on online when I came home. At first, Sandra and I began to talk, and then we became friends later on. After a while, Sandra herself suggested that we go on a date. I had nothing against that, although I wasn’t very enthusiastic about going out with Sandra. You know, the problem was that Sandra could hardly be called a pretty girl. I mean, she wasn’t ugly, but nobody would call her hot. There was something about her face, and her frame that prevented it. But although I didn’t like the way she looked, she was intelligent and had a good sense of humor. I was really interested in her — wasn’t that way more important than her looks anyway?So Sandra and I started dating.
However, our relationship wasn’t even close to my vague idea of how things should be when you have a girlfriend. Instead of lots of fun during occasional dates and sporadic kisses, for which your sweetheart and you go to the movies, only to take the back seats in the most darkened corner of the movie theater, I got a girlfriend who took absolutely all of my living space and almost all of my free time. Sandra would wake me up every morning with some kind of cute greeting via text message, followed by a heart smiley, then she would find me at school during every break, and before I went to sleep I had to spend at least two hours talking to her on voice chat. Frankly, because of this, I lived in constant discomfort. And no matter how hard I tried, I still did not fall in love with Sandra, so it became harder for me to endure so much of her. At the same time, I didn’t want to offend her, so I was planning how I would somehow survive, not changing anything until our graduation, and after we finished school we would go to colleges, preferably located not only in different cities, but hopefully also in different states, and our relationship would end by itself, naturally. Before that, I wanted to leave everything as it was, and I was planning to make it the best for Sandra at our graduation ball — I knew that this was important for her. Seems like a sound plan, right? But everything turned out in a completely different way.
Sandra embarrassed me at the graduation ball — at the end of the evening she pulled me onto the stage and, uh, publicly announced her love for me. I’m sure that this confession looked extremely ridiculous — it could not have been worse, even if she had kneeled in front of me to complete this grand gesture. Our classmates laughed at me and, although everyone forgot about this episode the very next day, I knew that the compromising photos were left somewhere in the archives of all my friends’ social networks. However, I was ready to forget about this evening and move on with my life, but there came another piece of shocking news — Sandra and I had apparently enrolled at the same college. My whole plan collapsed like a house of cards, so I was forced to break up with Sandra in a very rough way — otherwise she wouldn’t have understood anything. It was hard for me to break her heart, but it was time to put an end to this relationship.
But the fun was just beginning. Life on campus was, as I expected, completely different.
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