re-REjection. not my finest moment

So, Sammy told me that he only liked me as a friend. And I was like, well, alright then, not meant to be. I went on with my party and tried to forget about it. Except, the next morning I remembered that Sammy had one of my most precious possessions, Lucy the Dinosaur. Lucy the dinosaur is a small brontosaurus that I found my very first day of seminary freshman year. My friend and I named it Lucy and would pass her back and forth every week, which then turned into every month, which then turned into once a year. Junior year was my turn with Lucy. Sammy had found her in my backpack and asked if he could keep her. Since Lucy didn't fully belong to me, I told him he could hold onto her for a bit.

Well once he said he didn't like me, I decided I wanted my dinosaur back. So, in an attempt to get my dignity back while also showing Sammy that I can play it cool, I texted him Saturday morning, telling him I needed my dinosaur back. Surprisingly, he was awake and texted right back saying he would get her back to me right away. Then he told me that his best friend said hi as well. The two of them were building their catapult for physics together that day, that's why Sammy was awake. (Ok, did I have the coolest physics teacher ever or what? I know I spent a whole lot of time on here complaining about physics and such, but I will fully admit that my teacher rocked and I learned a lot from him and I'm grateful to him for kicking my butt.)

I kept talking to Sammy, and every time he texted me he would relay a message from his best friend. First it was that he loved my hair. Then that I was funny. Then pretty. Not sure what was going on, I just went along with the conversation. Plus I figured, if Sammy had to type down the messages from his friend, then he had to have given them at least a few seconds worth of thought. So it couldn't be that bad.

Well, pretty soon, Sammy gave his best friend my number and then he started texting me himself. I kept talking to him. A few hours I got the text. The one that said, hey, do you want to go out with me? That was NOT what I'd been expecting, nor anywhere close to what I wanted. It came as a shocker. He was nice and all, but, yeah just no. I'd just told Sammy my feelings the night before goodness! (This is how I learned that guy best friends don't tell each other everything.) I of course texted my best friend moments after I got the text and asked her what to do. I can't remember what exactly she said to me at that time, but I feel like it was something to the effects of it doesn't hurt to date people. (There is a HUGE difference between going out and going on a date with someone.) I told Sammy's best friend I'd think about it and ignored the problem as long as I could.

The next day was Halloween. Guess who texted me? Sammy! He told me about how he'd gone trick or treating and was bouncing off the walls with candy. Considering he doesn't eat chocolate, I was trying to figure out how that was physically possible. Every time my phone lit up with a new message from him, I'd get all excited all over again. Then, his best friend texted me again. He wanted to know my answer. I remember staring at my inbox. ( I know this all sounds so pathetic, it's not my fault I became of dating age during the texting age!) Message from Sammy, message from best friend. One of them liked me, one of them didn't. Which is why I texted the best friend yes. Then regretted it minutes later. I just knew it was wrong, but I wanted to give his best friend a chance. So I went to bed, and hoped the next day would be alright.

The next day was the catapult launch. That was seriously one of the funnest days of high school. I got to spend all day with my three best girlfriends, launching pumpkins! And we were excused from all our classes that day, so, I also held a funeral for a butterfly I'd found.

One of my best guy friends and I next to our catapult

Unfortunately, it was also the day that I was dating Sammy's best friend. There's only one way to describe it. Awkward. He kept trying to hold my hand because it was cold and such. He followed me around like a puppy. I just felt icky about the whole thing, and knew there was no way this was going to work. Worst part of it? Sammy hung out with us all day and all I could think about was him. This is why this day wasn't my finest moment.

By the end of the day, I couldn't do it anymore and even took this kid in my spanish class, Isiah's advice. If you've ever met Isiah, you'd laugh at the fact I went to him for advice. That's how bad the situation was. Guess what Isiah said? End it. Now. So that's what I did.

I have a rule to relationships. That rule is, I end them how they start. So, that's why Sammy's best friend ended up getting a text at 3:40 that day saying that I didn't think this was going to work out and I was sorry. He of course was very mad at me and things were really weird with us for about a month afterwards. But, it was the right thing to do. 

Guess what Sammy and I discussed on our first date? Why on earth I'd dated his best friend for less than a day. I had a very hard time trying to explain it then, and still have a hard time now. I like to tease Sammy about ALL his silly relationships in his life. So I thought I'd share the one thing that he gets to tease me about. Because it happened today, two years ago. And I'm still wondering what the heck I was thinking and laughing at myself.