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So first I'd like to say thank-fucking-you for changing my life. In the last couple of months, I've become more social, better with girls, and a happier person. I discovered music, I joined a band, and I'm actually becoming somewhat successful.

This is mostly thanks to /r/seduction (and a shoutout to the random subreddit button for helping me find this subreddit in the first place) and music. Seriously guys, learn how to play guitar. Get a cheap one on kijiji/craigslist. It takes a day to learn the basic chords, and when you are able to play a song for someone, even though it's super easy, them being impressed is a great feeling. Not only that, everyone loves music, and playing it is a great stress remover.

ANYWAYS

I'm 15, grade 10, slightly overweight(lost 15 pounds in about a month, and I'm working out, so I'm working on this), overbite(no jawline), and used to be socially awkward. On top of that, I live so far away from my school I can't actually hang out in town with anyone, so being social has obstacles sometimes, but I like the challenge.

That said, even with some of my handicaps, I've been able to overcome those and I'm beginning to become a bit of a social addict. I can't live without being social, I actually get terrible anxiety from being alone for too long.. This worries be slightly, but it also is a good motivation for going out.

NOW FOR THE LESBIAN [FR]

It was Friday, the day before Valentine's Day, and there was a school dance. Guys were looking for that last minute date, and girls the same, I was just looking for some fun. I'm grade 10, so still socially acceptable to be with a grade 9 who doesn't look like she's 8, and grade 12's are not impossible, I've done it. Grade 10 is a good year, and tonight everybody was is my league, even if every part of me was telling me that 'this girl is hot, retard, you're not. Don't even try', I still did.

The night started out slow, people were still coming in and the music had barely started. To warm myself up I approached a girl I've known for a while. She had said the night before that there was no way she would show up in a dress, (it was a semi formal, so some people went for a full on formal) but nonetheless she did. I teased her about it, and continued conversation with her and her friend. I did the best friend bit with them, first time doing it, and it actually worked great. Somewhere along the line some guy I know came to her, and started talking about himself.. A lot. I actually really liked that guy, he seemed cool, but around girls he constantly over qualifies himself. He started to say stuff like 'well I'm in a lot better shape than he is, and he knows that.. Plus I'm way better with girls'. I didn't know how to deal with this, advice would be great. All I did was laugh with him and continue the conversation with him, not excluding the girl, but focusing the attention on him so he talked to me instead of her.. I don't think I handled it completely right, but I read something similar to that somewhere on here.

Anyways, fast forward two hours later after slow dancing with two girls, grinding with a couple, and trying to find that girl who I had a spark with, I finally did. She was at least a 8, right on the tail end of a 9. I had already met her before, but not actually enough to remember her name. I saw her dancing with a group of around 10 people and the girl I was talking to earlier, so I jumped in. I started dancing with the girl from earlier, bumping hips and spinning her with her hand, trying to demonstrate some social proof. When I was done, I waited until she looked up at me and I smiled, she smiled back, and I held my hand out for her to come over. Immediately she hugged me, and I felt it. That feeling when you found that special one of the night. We danced for a while, and she hugged me every ten seconds or so. I always followed that up with about a minute of hand holding, arm over shoulder, some sort of kino. After a song ended, I would leave the group and go to the middle where all the people were. A little while later I would go back and she would be extremely affectionate and immediately would be all over me again. I find that leaving and coming back a little later kinda makes her want what she doesn't have, so when I come back she is a lot more open. Once again, correct me if I'm wrong, I'm still learning, only about 6 months of dabbling in.

After about an hour of this, I got two kisses on the cheek, several comments from her about going back to her room, (even though she lived an hour away) and she would often rub her butt on my dick and say something along the lines of "omg I just touched your dick with my ass". I actually can't remember what I said whenever she did this, any thoughts on a good response?

She had to leave, her dad was coming. She was about to go, and I hugged her as I said wait, and she looked up at me, and I kissed her (thanks for that line by the way, it works wonders). Aaand it was shit. It was my first kiss, ever. She moved up to kiss me too, but backed up last second when I moved in so I actually some how kissed her chin. It kinda hurt, we laughed, it was pretty freaking hilarious.

This is when I realized the fun of the game. It is that, exactly that, a game. It's fun. I successfully make an emotional and physical connection with a girl I wouldn't of even considered having a chance with about 6 months ago. It was amazing, one of the best nights of my life. Take my word, guys who are too nervous or anxious or scared to go out, just do it. There's a lot of things you can read about inner game (and don't get me wrong, that's very important) but what you need to do is just go out, and have fun. Girls, and even guys, will feed off that. They will gravitate to you because of the good vibes you are putting off. Why? Because people want other people who are having fun, because they want to have fun. So have fun, just do it. Live your life. Right now, go. I'm waiting.

Anyways, she left. I kissed her on the cheek one more time, and we parted ways. First ever pickup, and I got a k-close. No #-close, I don't know why I didn't, I guess I forgot. Maybe next time.

I got her number from a friend today, two days later, and set up a 'date' going out for lunch with another couple on Thursday. I was too nervous to ask her out on a date just the two of us. I was able to do so much when I was out, but texting just terrifies me, I'm horrible at it. I try to keep it to the minimalist minimal that I can do. I know now I should've called her, it would've been much better and probably gotten better results. But it's in the past, that and she's gay.

Yeah, forgot about that part. She's gay.

My best bud texted me about 30 minutes ago telling me that. I was sad, kinda hurt, and extremely happy all at the same time.

Sad and hurt for obvious reasons, I had hard oneitis for this girl, I've had butterflies all weekend. But happy because a lesbian girl chose me to experiment on. Now, for all I know she thought of me as kinda attractive and my 'game' wasn't going to change anything because she had already chose me for a 'experiment' . But still, it kinda feels good.

Also, I won't see this girl until Tuesday, so who knows. She could be bi, it could be a gay phase, or I could've changed her sexuality, I don't know. All I know is oneitis is gone, butterflies are gone, I get to enjoy the rest of my long weekend in peace with my dad, and by Thursday I'll either have a hot lesbian friend or a girlfriend.

Either way, it's experience. This has done nothing but further my love for being social. And after so many years of being an antisocial fuckstick dork, I have more motivation than ever.

TLDR; Met a hb8 at a school dance, danced, k-closed, set up 'double date', turns out she was a lesbian.