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actually hold a conversation with. My perfect girl has to have a personality. Not a fake. Nope. I want a girl who's real and true.
     
    Like Maria.
     
    When I told her I was glad about the break up between Cynthia and me, I was being completely truthful. After realizing I was now single, I could have a tiny shot of dating Maria. However, that chance was slim. What would my sister think if I went out with her best friend? That'd be gross if one of my friends dated Laura.
     
    Somehow, my being single leaked quickly to the student body. Girls were practically throwing themselves on me now. I'd gently push them away, not even a little bit interested. Maria was the one who had captured my heart. And she didn't even seem to realize the effect she had on me.
     
    She left me stuttering, I always had to think about what I was going to say. My palms were often sweaty when she was around. And she always looked so beautiful, there was no way I was worthy of dating her.
     
    And I had screwed up. Big time.
     
    I had said the first thing that came to mind. Which was so false, you didn't need a lie detector to pick that one up. But somehow, Maria had believed it. She had accepted the statement with such faith and belief as if it was The Bible.
     
    " You're the only girl I know who likes the same games I do."
     
    That sentence obviously wasn't what she wanted to hear. And I didn't blame her.
     
    To be blunt, (Or true, for that matter) I had been an ass.
     
    There wasn't anything else to blame for my actions, but myself. I had said it. So I had to fix it.
     
    How would I do that?
     
    My mind ran through possibilities that night. Did I sleep peacefully that night?
     
    Yeah right.
     
    I had become an insomniac. Even if I felt severely fatigued, I resisted slumber. How could I sleep knowing I had hurt the girl I loved the most? That'd make me an absolute jerk.
     
    And so I didn't sleep. I didn't sleep for a few days, even. I still went to school and everything, so I felt hollow and shamed when I went. No one knew about our blowup, but I still felt awful.
     
    So was it awkward in math class that Monday? Very would be an understatement.
     
    Maria didn't even look at me once during the whole class. This, I was expecting. I deserved no less than the cold shoulder.
     
    And so I waited until the end of the painfully long class. She had started to put things in her back pack when I spoke, looking her straight in the eyes.
     
    "Maria, I am sorry. I apologize. I was a complete jerk and I meant nothing I said to you the other day. It was a complete lie. And I can't stand not being able to talk to you. So," I cleared my throat. "Will you please forgive me?"
     
    She continued packing things away silently. My shoulders sagged as I realized she probably wouldn't even acknowledge me.
     
    But to my surprise, she did. However slight it was.
     
    She turned towards me, her brown eyes lifeless. "No."
     
    And she slung her bag over her shoulder and left me.
     
    Maria's POV
     
    Jake cleared his throat, and looked at me, his body language screaming sorry. "Will you forgive me?"
     
    To be frank, I wasn't expecting him to apologize to me. He had gone out with plenty of girls before, said mean things to them, and didn't even apologize. So I was expecting to be grouped with the rest of the deemed 'Worthless' girls.
     
    I put some more of my things away, thinking. Would he honestly be nicer to me if I did forgive him?
     
    I wasn't willing to take that chance. And so I told him, "No."
     
    And so I left, and headed to Laura's house. This, I knew was a gamble, because it was also Jake's house.
     
    I just really felt the need to talk to my best friend, so I would feel better. I dumped my things on the floor of her room.
     
    "What's up?" She asked.
     
    "Nothing." I fibbed.
     
    She gave me a skeptical look, but it quickly passed.
     
    She continued. "You're acting just like him." She mused.
     
    "What?"
     
    "Jake. You're both acting