The rest of the story

So basically we hung out for a bit, in the pool hall. After a bit my sister took me aside and pointed out to me that Brittney "wasn't alright". Pretty much I already knew that. And I didn't really like Brittney like that anyway, and I had no idea how I got there. So after a while of waiting around for a pool table to open up, and endruring excessive and silly flirting from Brittney and one of her friends, Page, my sister came around with her store's group there, and asked me to come and play some games in the arcade with them. So I asked Brittney if that was alright (though I don't know why) and she nodded. So I went with them (and very glad to do it) and basically had a blast playing ski-ball. I never thought I'd want to get away from a girl or flirting, but I did that time. (I know that sounds weird). So anyway I basically ditched Brittney, though and walked in fear of meeting her there again. Later on whole I was playing a game of pool with a guy from Melanie's store, Brittney and page came up to me and started asking questions and teasing about where I'd gone. And by the end of the conversation, I think I had for the most part got the point across to Brittney that I couldn't spend the evening with her, because my sister didnt' like her (although I hope she got the point I didn't either). So they left as I cleaned up the table. I spent the rest of the night with my sister's group, bowling, which was great fun. My sister was always on the lokout for "that slut". Which I didn't really mind, although I was already thinking of what working with Brittney was going to be like after this night. I noticed Brittney in my seat, behind me as I was listening to John (The Sonic Group owner) give the plan for the night. I ignored her. By the time the announcments were done she and her freind had left (fhew!). I continued to bowl another few turns, then I decided I'd go over to the bowling for cash lanes, (the idea as simple as it sounds). While I was waiting in line, Page came up to me and asked me right out, "Do you like Brittney?" I hesitated, then replied, "I'd like her better as a friend." "Okay" she said, and walked away. That was the last I spoke to either one of them. On the way home, while I was pondering what I was going to do about all the other things Brittney was coming with me to, Melanie reassured me that she might hate me for a while, but she'd ge over it, and go get some other guy.

So now you've read my story, and though it may not look like much, it was a new experience for me. One I'm not sure I wouldn't have rather avoided, but hey, it had to happen sometime. So now I'm sitting down at the computer, eating the best yam I've ever had (from East Texas), feeling very depressed and like a sheltered little home schooler. I'm still wondering how this effected my testimony as a Christian. And though it may sound very weird, I'd have'd to say, for now, I like girls better as friends, having been though this. Anyway, you see now why I say I'm an idiot. Sarah left a comment that kind of cheered me up. I mean hey, maybe it doesn't really matter.

I have to stay home from church tonight, because we have to study for our final tommorrow, and this is a very big bummer, and partially the reason I'm depressed, because I think Jenny would've been there. ;-)