A story

Excited- A girl finishes up her meal quickly- she has a date coming up. Her first date. With sweat dripping down her forehead, and soaking her shirt, she got a mirror out of her bag and made sure her hair was straight enough and she looked presentable enough. Who wouldn't want to be the desire of her first date? She never believed she was pretty enough- at least not as attractive as those girls she went out with- they caught most of the guys' attention in the class...they were called "cute". But she wasn't. Didn't she measure up enough?- she always wondered. At last, a new guy at class had called her up and caught her surprised, when he asked if she was interested to go out with him. She almost cried with joy when he had asked. This was her shot at happiness. Or so she thought. Then, the guy arrived. Then, she realized why all guys are damned- even as he spotted her and called out "Hi." He was with a girl. Her last sight was of them holding hands. Her world plunged into darkness-again.

Benedict