The Approach Part I

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by: kaylatyler19
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I was shopping the other day for granite in kingwood when I saw a hot girl who stood five foot and eight inches tall. I found myself staring at her for five minutes. Good thing she did not notice me. If she did? It’ll be one of the worst days of my life stored in my collection.

This is how I roll with girls. I stumble and crawl away from them. When that girl in the store checked out some samples of flooring Kingwood materials, which was four inches from my spot, I backed off going to the stall of countertops Kingwood samples. Basically, I have no game and I’m scared of approaching.

Ever since the world began, I find it hard to approach beautiful women of my taste. There was this one time back in high school when I wanted to date a girl of my choice to the prom night. I did approach her which was so epic. When she asked what my purpose was, I bowed my head and stared directly on the porcelain flooring Kingwood made walkway. The girl giggled and then walked away.

I’m a collector of such disgusting moments. I envy my cousin Mark who looked like a natural pick-up artist in dating girls. He gets laid every single time while I force myself into a girl’s consciousness. It was disgraceful and I had nothing to gain but fear of women and being sorry for existing as I am.

I have bought thousands of books and I was even holding one when I saw the good-looking girl in that kingwood area remodeling store. I knew I look good at some parts not just because my parents said so. My lady friends always tell me I am a bit handsome and funny. None of those got through my head.

So I was thinking hard on what to say to the girl, my fears crawled on my shoulders and a cold aura threatened my “fight” stage. Instead, it told me to do the “flight” routine which I successfully mastered through the years.

Then something weird happens. I closed my eyes. I stopped thinking for a second or two. Then, I recalled a VH1 Pick Up Artist’s opening line to a girl. It was “have you seen the two girls outside fighting?”

With that, I left my fearful human body and let the spirit of “here goes nothing” overcome me. And so, I went up to the girl and said, “have you seen the two girls fighting outside? Actually they were three.”

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