Instead she gave me her number and pretty much demanded this time that I call her that night. This wasn’t ignoring boundaries, this was someone who was into you and telling you – in pretty much no uncertain terms – that she wanted to invite you over for a hot cup of “fuck my brains out”. Little did I know that people were taking this as a challenge or whatever, and were not sincerely listening to me when I told them I wanted them to fuck off.Even at that age I was skeeved right the fuck out not by her forwardness but just how she lacked any notion of boundaries, so I didn’t call her. Now, if you’re not into women who’re forward, cool. I couldn’t figure people out back then or the reason they did things so I just thought there were those who were naturally forward and those they preyed on, and if you didn’t want to be fucked with, you gave them a whole lot of shit to get them off your back. I was definitely the outcast in high school, that guy who was bullied relentlessly, so when these girls were interested in me, I just thought they were pitying me and I felt dirty for it.
But after she broke up with him, she went out with an insufferable goth kid asshole for years, way longer than the previous two, the type of troublemaker who somehow drew a penis using a pencil on a stainless steel stool and flunked most of his classes while she was a perfect straight A student.I’m going to point out something you literally just said: .This same goth kid was the type who would tell the black kids they needed to be lynched to their faces, and would “joke” about anti-Semitism around actual Jewish kids around him.Shockingly, girls do occasionally date shitty edgelords.I remember the daughter of the high school superintendent ditched a nerdy but good Asian guy for some big time military guy.
Don’t really have much of an opinion on him, don’t know anything about him.I’m wondering if this was her flirting or her finding another way to tease you because of how much it wigged you out. You aren’t coming across as the most reliable narrator, bro.Shit, I remember at one point I found her on Facebook years later out of curiosity, and she’s into that whole fixing the bad boy thing.Or how some lacrosse girl in sophomore year started flirting with me and when I just kind of gave her the cold shoulder, she brazenly asked for my number.I was taken a bit aback not just by her interest but how she seemed to be demanding it, and didn’t give it to her just because it made me uncomfortable.They looked just as sleazy as these dudes, it was like hearing a public figure you support did or said something really asinine. You’re making a whole lot of judgements based on your ideas of who these people are without actually seeing them together.