So Sup Forums, I've been lurking here for quite some time, so I thought it was about time I earned my keep

So Sup Forums, I've been lurking here for quite some time, so I thought it was about time I earned my keep.
Since it's the holiday season, I have a story for you all. I hope you enjoy.

Part 1
>Be me.
>Be 13 years old.
>Go to shitty state school where 95% of the people have no aspirations.
>Start new term at said school.
>New seating plan in all lessons, FeelsBadMan.
>Get sat next to an attractive girl in maths class, FeelsGoodMan.
>Be god at maths so everyone asks you for help.
>Girl asks for help, too attractive to even think of declining, so I help her with some piss easy quadratic equation shit.
>FeelsGoodMan.
>Over a period of a month, start to develop feelings for this girl.
>Help this girl with all sorts of basic shit in maths lessons and spoke to her quite frequently during this time.
>Started to exercise and shit to get into shape so I would look more attractive.
>Started walking around the school when I had nothing to do so I could 'accidentally' bump into her and start a conversation.
>Decide that I should buy her a Christmas gift and tell her that I like her.
>Find out she has a boyfriend.
>Fuck.
>Decide that I need to 'deal' with said boyfriend.
>Unsure how to do so, decide that instead I'd go ahead with buying a Christmas gift confessing to her instead.
>Think about what present I should get her.
>In local degenerate shopping mall.
>See a decent quality confectionery store.
>It's the middle of November so all the Christmas shit is out.
>See a chocolate advent calendar on sale for £5.
>Thinking that was the perfect gift, I bought it and wrapped it up.
>Now all I needed to do is give her this gift and she would be all over me, I thought.
>Being totally autistic, decided to ask her friends what lessons she had and when she had them.
>Figured out the perfect time to give her this well thought out gift, period 3 just after she had IT.
>The plan was set.

Damn, I feel like an autist just writing about this shit.

cont?

I'm reading.

Almost done. :)

>I went to school that day with my gift bag in hand, ready to finally acquire.
>Third period came and I was ready to present my love.
>As I waited outside her classroom, I notice a crowd of people started to gather around me.
>Watching me.
>I realised her friends had told people what I was going to do, and people had come to watch.
>An acquaintance of mine, presumably worried about what was going to happen here, tried to talk me out of this, so I was going to start a fight with him.
>He backed off, victory for me.
>A few moments later, her class left, but I didn’t see her leave.
>Shit, she wasn’t ill today was she?
>Turns out she stayed in the classroom and was waiting for me to leave.
>Well shit.
>I went in and gave her the chocolate advent calendar and told her that I liked her and that I wanted to go out with her.
>She said ‘Right…’ and left.
>I sat there for the rest of my break thinking about what had happened, and thought that I needed to go talk to her, perhaps she was scared off by the crowd.
>As I was walking around to find her, I saw a chocolate advent calendar in the trash, with all the doors opened and eaten. My heart dropped. It felt like my feeling had just been shit upon.

>I went to school that day with my gift bag in hand, ready to finally acquire.
acquire a girlfriend that is.

Well that blows but you were 13, wasn't love anyway

>I found her in the arts department chatting with some friends. I told her that I knew she had a boyfriend, but I still liked her and that I still wanted to be her friend anyway.
>She kind of just nodded and I could see her friends laughing at my expense in the background. I didn’t care though, they were just sluts that were unlikely to do anything more in life than get pregnant at an early age and waste their lives away.
>When I went home that night, I had a message from one of her close friends.
>She and I talked for a while. We talked about how badly my ‘plan’ failed, but she said she knew how to help me. This girl told me that the girl I liked’s boyfriend was cheating on her with this girl, and said that I should be with her instead. I agreed, and decided I would tell her in the morning.
>I cannot remember exactly what happened, mainly because it wasn’t significant in the long run, but I informed her that her boyfriend was not to be trusted, but she didn’t seem to listen. I wondered why.
>That’s when shit really hit the fan.

bump

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Go on

I should mention, on a side note, that I was feeling shitty at this time since I had just had an operation on both of my feet to remove my ingrown toenails. Subsequently I was wearing slippers to school instead of normal school shoes. Not directly related but it meant I was feeling a bit shitty at the time.
>At first I didn’t notice it, or perhaps I chose not to notice. It started in maths class, where the seating plan was changed. I didn’t think much of it first, other than it being oddly convenient since it was going to be slightly awkward between the two of us for a while.
>Then in all of my other classes that I sat near her in, I was conveniently swapped places with pupils that were disruptive in class, and it was suspiciously always as far away from her as possible.
>That’s when I knew something was not quite right.
>I spoke to a close friend about this, and he thought I was just being paranoid. I on the other hand knew something was wrong, but I didn’t feel like talking to the girl face to face about it, so I messaged her on facebook.
>I didn’t get a reply.
>I messaged almost every day that week trying to get a response, but all I got was the typical ‘message read at xx:xx time’ response that facebook always gives when they’ve read the message.
>That’s when something unexpected happened the next day at school.

You got me hooked

lmao stalker

this niggas gonna end up posting never gonna give up or something i bet. stories real good

columbine happened?

>It was during English class. Since I was in the 2nd highest set (I wasn’t too great at English) she was not in the same class as me. I was sat in the back left of the classroom, directly opposite the door.
>The lesson was boring, but proceeding without anything unusual occurring.
>That’s when the door opened.
>Someone I had never seen before entered the room, presumably a new staff member, and asked for me.
>Turns out this was not a new staff member.
>I was taken into student services, the part of the school where you go if you’re A: Injured or B: Retarded.
>Since I was rarely injured and I was unquestionably the smartest in the school academically, I had never ventured in there much.
>I was taken far, deep into student services, so far that I didn’t even know that section existed. It was so far into there that I didn’t even think the school building extended that far.
>Eventually, I was brought to this room with a singular seat in the middle.
>Well shit.
>For a moment, I thought I was going to be tortured or something.
>There was only two seats and a desk in this room. One for me and one for this member of staff.

continue

Cmon man, getting rock hard

More pls

>I was told to sit down, so I did. I watched the person leading me here walk over to the seat by the desk and sit down. She started typing on the computer that was on the desk for 2 minutes, then she looked towards me.
>”Do you know why you’re here?” she said.
>I responded with a sheepish “No.”
>She started talking to me about my school career, asking me questions about who my friends were and what I had been doing this term. Scarily, she seemed to know quite a lot, even about a past relationship I had with a girl the previous year.
>What the fuck.
>She then said that I needed to stop harassing this girl and that I couldn’t talk to her or go near her again, otherwise there would be consequences.
>At this point I was kinda angry. What right does she have to tell me what I can and cannot do. She’s a fucking no-life working in a shitty state school telling 13 year olds who they can and cannot have relationships with. It’s was fucked up now that I think about it.

Just get on with it already...

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I'm doing my best to write this shit as fast as I can.

I know the guy and it saddens me to say this is a true story.

Hurry up nigga, these dubs confirms that you're a slow typing faggot

very interesting read OP please continue

As a fellow stalker and harrasser of girls I must say good job sir.
I usually pussy out at the first rejection with anger.

>I was released back to my lesson after this, though I couldn’t really concentrate due to what had just happened.
>Over the next week I was feeling down. I didn’t think I had done anything wrong, all I was trying to do was to do something nice for the girl I liked, now look what had happened: I couldn’t talk to her or go near her. But that wasn’t the worst of it.
>At this point, 60% of my year group were calling me a stalker. I didn’t know who was spreading this around. I wasn’t stalking anybody. What have I done that has warranted this?
>I asked around, but nobody seemed to give me a straight answer. Eventually I figured it out.
>It was her.
>I was furious. All I did was ask her out and now she’s trying to ruin my already shit reputation? I was the reason that her maths grade has went up twice in the past 2 months, and now she’s calling me a stalker?
>I decided to go to her and tell her to stop this.
>I found her in the humanities corridor (a god forsaken place might I add).
>I told her in front of her group of friends that I fucking despised her and that she’ll stop spreading these rumours otherwise I’d, you guessed it, tell my parents.
>She didn’t respond and just ignored me, so I left.
>I decided that I wouldn’t press this issue anymore, so I let it die down.

cunt

Yeeeeaaaah and this is where I'm calling bullshit

So when does this story get off?

>And it did indeed die down. Over a two year period that is. By the time I left that school, my reputation was only back to -50, where it had started at before this incident.
>For my next stage of education, I went to a different school, 30 minutes away from my previous school. It was far enough away that nobody else would know about what had happened, and even if anyone did, it was such a prestigious school that anybody who managed to get in there wasn’t going to spread petty rumours.
>I decided to tell my new friends at this school my tale, and they agreed that I hadn’t done anything wrong. They proceeded to buy me 3 advent calendars for Christmas, as a joke.
>I was triggered, but accepted them.
>From this, my new year group mostly knew me as the ‘advent calendar guy’, but no one thought of it in a he’s a stalker way, people instead sympathised with me (mostly). A win on my behalf.
>In response to this, I have the nickname ‘Advent’ on my school hoodie, and even though it brings back bad memories, at least now I’m not autistic when it comes to women, instead I’m just mildly retarded.

Well that was a surprisingly warm ending.

There is one last small tale for me to tell, an off shoot to this story.

And a fucking merry new year to you too

Go on then

this was interesting thanks user

Thanks

Ending with dubs, nice. Merry xmas

>Lastly, on my way to Oxford University, I was convinced to download Tinder as a joke by my mates.
>So I did.
>We spent the bus journey swiping for the lulz, until…
>I saw her on Tinder.
At this point, I forgot to mention that she had blocked me on Facebook so I couldn’t speak to her. Her loss of course.
>She looked incredibly trashy.
>Is if I was turning a new leaf, and despite my now laughing friend’s ‘recommendations’, I swiped her away. Fuck that bitch I thought.
The moral of this stories, members of Sup Forums is:
Don’t buy a girl an advent calendar for Christmas. It doesn’t fucking work. Happy holidays.
Hopefully this experience was a bit different from the regular shitty waifu and porn threads. Kek.

*As if.

made my night

Cheers for this thread user, good greentext.
Merry Christmas and a happy new year to you.

Marry Christmas

Shit happens user. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

Thanks user and a Merry Christmas to you

I leave you fellow anons with a parting gift: 13 year old me trying to get a response from this girl, but she ignores me.

Oh that's just sad

Feel good OP. I was/am equally autist. You are not alone. Not going to type my story because im on/off cleaning after last nights disaster. Stay strong bro.

Sorry... I zoned out 2785 lines in.

I ran out of shits to give somewhere around page 281...

Thanks.
So the Butler did it?

You're a god

Huh you still don't realize you're a creepy psycho stalker, odd. I think this is some really good b8, good job user.

put me in the reddit album

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