ITT: high school dating green texts, i'll start
>me, 15 year old sophomore
>moved to small town 2000 miles away 1 month earlier
>have very few friends
>start school, know nobody in any of my classes
>start crushing on girls, utter beta
>decide to go up and talk to a 9/10
>turns out she liked me too, after a few days of talking
>ask her out
>she was my first kiss
>she dumps me a week later
>not too upset
>ask another girl out the same day bc i felt confident
>she actually says yes
>she dumps me a month later
>don't take any interest in any girls for a few months
>then i get a new schedule, and meet her, the girl i've ben waiting for
>i didn't notice her immediately bc y'know
>i eventually notice a symbol under her jacket
>she sat across from me
>i ask if she can show me her shirt
>she is confused and shows me
>the band that i loved so dearly
>i get super excited and ask if she likes that band as well
>start to talk to her more and more irl
>she follows me on twitter and sends me a message out of nowhere
>"you smoke weed, right?"
>"nah, sorry. why?"
>"oh. i thought you did? i don't know. i'm sorry."
>we just kept chatting
>got her number
>talked all the fucking time
>she asks if i would want to sneak out with her one day, completely random
>i've never snuck out before
>"um, sure? what brings this up"
>i tell her that i've never snuck out before, and that it would have to be a special night
>she says that's fine
>first night we plan to do it
>my parents stayed up literally all night and would have caught me
>text her saying that i can't
>next day ask her what we would have done
>"i thought we could fuck or something..."
bit of backstory before i continue; somehow convince her to send me nudes bc i told her i was sending nudes to other girls and was curious if she wanted some or not (i wasn't sexting other girls, again, utter beta). she said yeah, and we just sent nude photos, no romance or shit in any of it
>i respond back after a minute
>we talk, and i tell her i've been laid once
>never was, i was trying to convince her that i wasn't socially inept by lying to her
>she said that she was still a virgin and has never even held a guy's hand
>she seemed so badass, it seemed impossible for her to never date a guy
>invite her over to my house while my parents were gone
>this was before we ever snuck out
>i show her around the house
>get her into my room
>grab the back of her head and kiss her
>roll with it, and get on my bed after making out for a bit
>she takes her shirt off
>i unhook her bra on my first try
>never done that before
>we both completely strip
>she gives me a blowjob
>i was a pussy and didn't wanna fuck
>there was no fucking way she had never done this before
cont? is this good/bad?
my apologies, i've never done a greentext that is this long. please bear with me.
>we both eventually get our clothes back on
>i walk her out to her car
>"wanna get in the backseat and do it again, Anon?"
>she gives me another blowjob, and she swallows it all
>she giggles and gives me a kiss on the cheek
>"i've liked you for a long time, y'know."
>i didn't know what to say and smile and say the same thing back
>we kiss, and then she leaves
>fast forward a week or two later, finally decide to sneak out, tell her where to pick me up
>i'm waiting in front of some mailboxes at 1 in the morning with a hoodie on
>"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?"
>i see a man walk out from his house with a handgun
>i freak out and my heart starts beating
>"i-i'm sorry, sir? i'm afraid i don't understand."
>i was saying sir bc i didn't want to get shot
>he ignores what i said
>"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE THIS LATE?"
>"i'm sorry, sir, i'm just meeting a friend and i--"
>"WHAT KIND OF FRIEND, HUH?"
>"sir, i live right down the street--"
>i point down the street i lived on
>"BULLSHIT, NEVER SEEN YOU AROUND HERE BEFORE
>"sir, i don't mean any harm at all, i'm so sorry"
>"YOU BETTER GET OUT OF HERE BY THE TIME I COUNT TO THREE"
>i walk down the opposite street from where i live
>i hear him pull the hammer back, it was very loud
not one everybody enjoys, so i'm not going to say it. please understand.
>i start speedwalking
>hear nothing for a few minutes
>give her a call
>"meet me at XYZ, and DO NOT go to where i told you to"
>"o-okay anon, i trust you"
>she picks me up and i'm shaking
>tell her what happened
>she kisses me and says it's okay
>we go to my old high school and walk around the campus at 1:30 am
>we go under the bleachers and make out
>finally fuck her
>took a good 10 minutes, i think
>we get our clothes back on and go back to her car
>just lay in the backseat with her for 3 hours
>tell her to drive me back
>super stressed out, and get dropped off
>i sprint home, hoping that cunt wasn't still out there
>next day, mom and i leave to go somewhere and stop by the mailboxes
>Mcree the neighbor stops by our car
>"hey, wanted to give y'all a heads up about something that happened last night"
Hm, This needs to be read out by Bren-daddy if it goes on for a while...
Tis' be a shame we may never get another "Tales from 4chan" on /b/...
Then again, this story is pretty shit so far, especially cosnidering the thread was meant to share highschool stories, and only op is sharing, when it's quite obvious people want to hear the end.
Yet he continues to ask "Cont?", perhaps to keep the thread more active, to make his story be on the front longer...
like i've said, i'm not the best. let it be.
>my heart starts beating fast
>i'm wearing the same hoodie
>he never looks at me
>mcshit tells the entire story utterly wrong
>says i was black (i'm white), and that i said "brother" or "nigga" after everything
>i have a deep voice, so that may have been why?
>anyways, turns out that he called the cops like 3 minutes after she picked me up
>never saw them
>they investigated the neighborhood, didn't find jack shit
>i'm about to be sick
>my mom says thanks and we drive off
>"what'd ya think of that, sweetie?"
>"some people are so screwed up, that sounded scary"
>i text her telling her what happened
>she said she was so glad that nothing major happened to me
>all of this happened before we ever went on an official "date"
>i decide to actually ask her out on a date
>she smiles and says yes
>dear god she had the cutest smile
>that friday i meet her at a sushi place (we both loved sushi)
>we go to see a movie
>tell all of my "friends" that we started dating and the gun incident
twenty one pilots, a month or two after "vessel" was released. bad band, i know.
>this was the happiest time in my entire life, i had somebody to finally call mine
>meet her everyday by her locker, typical high school shit
>2 weeks before school gets out, school has this "field day" thing
>large assembly, literally a car show in the front parking lot
>note: she was socially awkward as well
>her and i hang out all day
>we watched a friend get shit faced
>we got our yearbooks
>i was the only one she let sign hers
>don't even remember what i said
>she blushes and tries hiding her face
>i comfort her by holding her hand and shit
>my birthday was the next week and she told me that she had been planning out what she was going to get me for weeks
No... well yes, but not what i meant. Clearly you should be screen capping this whole thing so that it can be used in a feels thread later on (or ylyl thread if he was cucked (or both if he was cucked then she died))
>we had school on my birthday, plus 3 finals
>lunch comes around
>she's trying so hard not to smile
>i give in
>she tells me to close my eyes and hold out my hand
>she kisses me first
>that was a dream come true for me at the time, really.
>she hands me some sheets of paper and something soft
>i open them and one was a Ditto Squirtle plushie she ordered straight from Japan (we both loved Pokemon, and Ditto was my favorite)
>the sheets of paper were sheets of music for twenty one pilots songs, and how to read sheet music
>she hand wrote the instructions
>i was teaching myself how to play
>it was the cutest thing
>she drew hearts everywhere and tried drawing both of us
>i tell her that i loved them and all of the sudden i felt a feeling in my chest, and ignore it
>we go throughout our day, and then school ended for the summer that week
>i was in NYC for a week, and she was very depressed bc she had family issues going on
>i bought her some Pokemon stuff from the Nintendo World store and tell her i have a surprise for her when i get back
>i get back and we go out to eat
>i give her the bag and she opens it
>she gives that beautiful smile again and hugs me super tight
>few days later, get a text from a friend
>"yo, i'm having a movie night. bring QRST with you."
>movie night comes along, and i bring her with me
>10-15 other people there
>she practically clings on to me bc she knew 1 person there
>she's laying on me as we're watching some cheesy kung fu shit
>i can tell she's trying not to fall asleep
>the feeling in my chest comes back
>i feel it and i think i knew it
>i mouth the words, just to see if even that could work for me
>i do it several times and my heart starts racing
>she squeezes me and kisses my neck bc she could hear it
>"it's okay Anon, i'm here"
>she was so fucking good to me, i never deserved her.
>movie night ends, and i have to leave early because i had strict ass parents
>she drives me home
>we make out in my driveway a bit and i go to my bed and i cry
>this was it
>i was going to tell her the words
>that all men feared
>but i had been lusting to tell somebody for my entire life
>i was going to tell her i loved her
Want some serious advice, download Typing of the Dead, an old Japanese arcade game based on house of the dead.
The practice and instruction segments of the game are excellent, and the game itself is really fun and funny. Can play it coop too.
If you can keep the coin up for 2+ minutes, you are doing the right thing.
"Always remember - the home position".
I'm posting this cause this story is stressing me cause I just know something shitty is going to happen.
No problem, friend. Have another cat.
Please type quicker anon, I have a 250 word essay due tomorrow.
leave it at home, don't disturb your coworkers. be courteous.
>i went to a summer camp for a week
>they let us keep our phones for some reason
>i called her every night to see how she was doing and to talk about our days
>each call was about an hour
>once i get back, i tell her to come over the next day and watch movies with me
>i was watching Neon Genesis Evangelion, and she saw it way before i did
>we watched the end of it together
>we put on some chick flick that she was concerned that i've never seen before
>she puts her head on my lap
>out of nowhere she looks at me in the eyes
>she was super serious
>she was never this serious
>she kissed me long and hard
>my heart melted then and there
>she went to my ear and whispered something
>"i love you. Anon. i love you, i love you, i love you. you make me so happy."
>i start crying because i was so happy and tell her i loved her as well
>she says that she felt like she had for a while
>even since the field day thing
>she kept a list of days of when she felt a strong feeling towards me and how she felt
>she showed me
>i cried even harder
>she wasn't crying
>she didn't really show too many emotions.
>her and i make out for a while and fuck on the couch with the movie still on
>parents were upstairs and were leaving us alone
Don't bother with boring typing programmes, like I said - find "Typing of the Dead".
Then you can kill the undead with each key press.
The words they chose made me laugh until my stomach hurt too.
Think it is on steam nowadays.
The makers really had a sense of humour, but the tutorial and practice sections are top notch. They take some time but will seriously increase your speed and accuracy.
>we stare at each other for a little bit, and then she says that she has to leave
>neither of us wanted to leave each other, obviously
>i walk her out to her car
>i kiss her goodbye and try to leave but she pulls me back and keeps kissing me
>we both say "i love you" and then she leaves
>i call my dad and tell him what happened
>he was happy for me
>never told mom
>she texts me later that day and tells me to come over
>i come over after i got off of working
>she's home alone
>we go to her room and fuck, obviously
>watch more movies
>regular couples shit
>she sits me down and tells me that she has something important to tell me
no high school dating greentext thread would be complete without this
seen this before, it is a pasta.
Things go fine with the girl, but when it is his 16th birthday his parents buy him the normal version of a new truck instead of the deluxe version which was only a few thousand more.
Op flips out and smashes up the truck with a baseball bat then throws his macbook at the windscreen of it.
That is the sad ending.
>Dude meets crazy chick into Lolita fashion in school
>He's awkward, she's awkward so they end up friends
>She brings him to her house
>He wants to touch boob cause he's desperate
>She brings him to a shed where she keeps tools and shit
>She probably kills people or something
>Later he gets to fuck her
>He stuck his dick in crazy
>They moved in together
>obviously worried bc she rarely gets serious
>i can tell that she was about to drop a bomb on me that i was not ready for
>"um, how do i say it..."
>JUST DO IT AND RIP ME TO SHREDS
>"you know how bad my immune system is, right?"
side note: she had some major medical problems when she was younger and was trying to get over it still, 11 years later
>"well... it's come back."
>she starts crying
>this was the first time i ever saw her cry.
>i hold her and i start crying, too.
>"i... i have liver cancer."
>i don't remember the name of it anymore.
>i start bawling
>"it's the worst kind, baby. i have no more than a month left to live."
this has never happened before
> im a loser
> get a friend in loserhood
> date the friend
> fuck the friend
> love the friend
> friend is sick
> rip the friend
> now am sad boi
op you didnt get me in the feels zone
Fuck you OP. Fuck you and fuck your story.
>14 years old
>get my first girlfriend ever
>so scared im gonna fuck shit up that i dont even touch her hand
> end up going to her house and do her chores.
>this goes on for weeks
> never get anywhere with her
god it was pathetic
no, it's not. let it end. i'll post face and time stamp when it's over, just to kind of prove it's not fake.
>we both start crying together, and this goes on for an hour or two.
>i call my parents and ask if i can spend the night at her house and tell them what's going on
>mom starts crying and says, "yes, spend as much time as you can with her"
>her parents were OK with it as well
>she falls asleep on me several hours later, and her eyes were puffy and super red
>we were in her living room
>i didn't sleep
>i watched her sleep on me all night long.
>i don't remember passing out, but i do remember waking up.
next post is the final one.
>wake up spooning with her
>turn her face towards me
>blood pouring out from her mouth
>her eyes are glazed white
>call my mom asking her what the fuck I should do
>she get's scare
>tells me that I'm moving with my auntie and uncle in Bel Air
Fkin cringe newfags
OP's story in a nutshell:
>16, got girlfriend
>girlfriend cheats on me
>leave her in anger
>4 years later
>still haven't talked to her
>suddenly, get phone call
"I'm sorry, Buttonmasher. Girlfriend has been in a terrible accident."
>suddenly feel regret
>rush to hospital to reconcile
>find out her room number
>run there as quickly as possible
>open the door
>get on the floor
>everybody walk the dinosaur
GF died, but no regrets since I walked the dinosaur.
>lemme get uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
>she had died that night.
>her face was cold, and i couldn't move her arms off of me
>i couldn't speak
>i was freaking out
>she was dead
>she was dead
>i couldn't say goodbye
>i couldn't say i love you anymore
>i couldn't do all of the things i planned to do with her anymore
>we couldn't have grown old together
>we would never have kids
>never would get married
>i woke up at home.
>i was in tears and asked my parents where she was
>they started crying
>they said that she had to have an autopsy
>they took me to see her, or to try
>2 weeks later, i was super depressed and didn't leave the house. i cried more than i should have
>her funeral happened
>i don't remember what i said
>i was too lightheaded
>she was put in the ground
>i didn't leave for a few hours
that's all i know about my sister and her ex boyfriend. she wrote most of the events that happened into her diary, and i talked to her boyfriend afterwards about it. our family got to see her diary after she passed because it was hers. sorry for the twist ending and everything. thank you all for listening.
>noice memes guiz xDDDDDDD
>Dies of cancer
>Not even in hospital or with her family
>Died on top of him while her parents were absent
Wait what? So you just wrote a story about how your sister had sex with some dude and pretended to be that dude and have his emotions about what they went through?
You're a fucking sick individual and you need help.
You tugged at my feels, then made me tear up a bit, then pissed me off and finally left me unfulfilled whilst laughing randomly throughout all of it. GG on the story OP, interesting way to start the year
i talked to him about their experience. she spent her whole life kind of alone, and this was this happiest she ever was in her life. i thought /b/ would find something entertaining about this shit.
you went on and on about how many times your dead sister fucked some guy in high school, and how there's no way she's never blown a guy because she was so good at it, but never once foreshadowed that she was sick? Weird op. Weird.
so let me get this straight
>op writes story about meeting a girl and fucking her and all this shit
>actually it was his sister's boyfriend and she was dead, so he writes it from boyfriend perspective because he wants to fuck her so bad
>be me at 16
>get first gf
>7/10, she was 18
>get drunk one night at a party with her
>go home, start texting
>try to be sexy
>send her a vid of me doing foreskin farts
>don't know why i thought they'd be sexy, i was really drunk
>get insta dumped
>become laughing stock
if you make a joke out of it and offer to give live performances when girls ask about it, you will become mighty.
these kinds of things mostly depend on how you handle your reaction.
if you are above it and roll with it, it usually works out better,
And he just told you about all the blowjobs he got from your sister and the times they fucked? You gotta understand it's a little fucked to RP as your dead sisters boyfriend. You could have told it normally without the pretending to be him. But whatever, sorry about your sister, at least she got to have some happy shit happen to her before all that cancer.
OP here. screencap would be amazing, if anybody would be so nice. i'm too tired and lazy.
it's fine man, it happened a long time ago. and the twist was meant to get a violent reaction.
I'm gonna need that one explained to me
Dress up like her, and sext him some photos of your butt with tight leggings or a semi-lifted skirt.
Offer to repeat the bkowjobs and sexy times with him.
Grow your hair long.
He'll probably develop quite a strong attachment to you.
Just came back to this thread
>stretch out foreskin
>close it at the end to trap loads of air under your foreskin
>push your japs eye back where it's meant to be
>pull foreskin back, air escapes and makes a farting sound
So let me get this straight, your dead sisters ex boyfriend that loved her so much and then she died on him (literally) told you that she swallowed up all of his cum and smiled.