Intro

Typical story about a 17 year-old almost 18 who turned his life around. 6 months ago i was acne-ridden, still down in the shitter from my last relationship, and skinny as hell. Now im on Accutane (miracle cure for acne btw), couldn't give two shits about what my ex is doing, and 5'9 155 lbs (up from 5'9 130 lbs). My confidence and sex drive are through the roof after reading seduction material and not fapping for two weeks, which leads me to the start of the story.

The Set-Up

I was with my friend at the gym and my first realization hit me like a rock. He was an absolute ladies man, but there was no reason i couldn't do the same. Right then and there i got on facebook and messaged this cute asian HB8 that sat behind me in english class. She always initiated conversation with me in class, but i was too stupid to act on it. That was about to change:

Me: Hey there (i keep it light because we've known of each other for years through school)

Her: Hey, what's going on? (even though its in the beginning of the convo, she is at least mildly interested if she returns with a question)

Me: Just got to the gym, you? (weak, but it turns out that it doesn't matter)

Her: Oh, should i let you go then? (this one shot me for a loop, but i decided to turn it in my favor)

Me: Haha yea, but whats your number we will continue this later (just decided to go balls deep with it; no reason not to. Im confident enough in myself that the outcome doesn't affect me)

Her: Can't continue on facebook? Lol (Shit test already? No worries.)

Me: Haha it eats my data but whatever. Ill talk to you tomorrow. (overstatement but meh. The entire text was to shoot a passive-aggressive doozy her way, which is always risky.)

Her: 111-1111, sorry didn't know that. (piece of cake. She is never passive like this so it not only sends me an apology, but also an IOI.)

The next day we texted back and forth and agreed that texting is bleh. Knowing this, i pushed for a date set-up "sometime this week." Little bit of the convo:

Me: Oh by the way, we are going to the movies this week. (Make sure it is relatively soon as to minimize the natural loss of attraction over time.)

Her: Oh really? I don't remember agreeing to that. (Shit test again. She wanted to see if i would back down. Fuck that.)

Me: Dont worry, you can pick the movie. (I would have gone with "you get to pick the movie," but that sounds too dominant for me. That comes off as sounding like i don't let girls have any control in a relationship, whether it is what i meant or not. The text itself reassures her but adds a slight comedic element to it.)

We set up the date for Thursday (which was tonight as i am writing this), and text minimally. This is critical because no matter what anyone says, you are not helping yourself more by texting her more. The quality of your texts, the speed at which you text back, and the amount of texts all do more harm then good (generally). Personally, I like to keep the mystery, and those three elements give some of that mystery away.

The Date

I purposely make the movie date for late at night, so there are less people. This is so i can isolate her naturally (there won't be any people), and to hopefully make her more comfortable with whatever we are doing. We meet up inside and i buy her ticket (buying her drinks and buying her ticket are not the same, guys). We have a somewhat smooth conversation going until the movie starts. Unfortunately there are more people than i had hoped, so getting in the back for some privacy is out of the question. We make subtle jokes at each other throughout the movie, me more than her. I do this to remind her subconsciously that she is here for me, not the movie (in case she forgot). Keep in mind folks, throughout the entire movie i am struggling. I am struggling to find the balls to just kiss her already. My work was all cut out for me: i set up the date, she didn't flake, bunches of IOIs. All i had to do was get my mind of out my brain and into my balls so i can just fucking kiss her already. Unfortunately, this took longer than expected. Way longer than expected. At the end of the movie, my balls finally found my scrotum. I turned her head to me and we made out for a good five minutes during the credits. Fucking yes. We walked out and kissed before she and i left. I told her to text me tomorrow.

Conclusion

The most important concept i took away from this date (first one in months keep in mind): It never goes as planned. You should have seen all the planning i did. I literally made a bed in the back of my truck in preparation. I planned on bringing her to a secluded park, in order to break her dam and flood her village (consensually of course). This obviously didn't happen but im not disappointed. Why? It never fucking goes as planned. And again, I am confident enough in myself that the outcome doesn't affect me.

For you guys, how did i do? what did i do wrong? etc. I am in no way experienced at this. Thanks in advance!

Will also post epic (self-proclaimed) virginity loss at request.