Too good to be true

I will never forget the moment when Millie dropped her books right in front of me, in the school hallway. I was in desperate need of finding a new girl to hang out with. She’s all I dreamed of and all I’ve ever wanted. Right when she dropped her books and gazed into my sapphire eyes, I knew it was an ace in the hole. Could it be? Have I finally found my dream fantasy girl? Yes. She was practically made for me. I knew from this day on, we would be together forever. Ah, to be young and in love, was every guys desire in high school, and I finally found my four leaf clover.

With ants in my pants, I got the courage to finally say something to her,

“Hey Millie, just another day in the hallway?”

“Yeah I guess so, today has been a pretty bad day,” replied Millie

“Oh I’m sorry, bad hair day?”

“Bite me.” She snapped back.

After that sly comment, she walked away from me with this weird look in her eyes, as if I did something wrong? I just thought we were in the same boat. I guess not. Maybe I should try again another day, better late than never. As the next day approached, I kept my eye on that beautiful angel all day. I could see her walking towards me when I thought to myself, I just need to let my box of birds fly away and talk to her again. I knew I had to do some brown nosing to win the prize. Catch my drift? As far as I knew, she was a senior and me being a junior, I knew I had a bit of a chance to get to go with her to the upcoming sweetheart dance. She approached me with that look in her eyes. If only looks could kill, I would die any day for her. However, she stopped to talk to me,

“Hey kid, sorry for giving you the cold shoulder lately but would you mind being my knight in shining armor and accompany me to the sweetheart dance coming up?”
Without hesitation and with love pouring out of my eyes, I gladly answered with,

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, my love!”
She was silent but it looked like desire was painted on her face. It was finally the night of the dance, and surprise, surprise, I was so ecstatic to go with my dream girl. As the night progressed, she looked even more like a diamond in the rough, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. I could easily say, this was the best night of my life, until, all of a sudden, I threw up all of my chipotle onto her nice blush colored, expensive dress in the middle of my favorite slow song.

“FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, you dim witted little junior just threw up on me?! Why don’t you just go jump off a bridge!” screamed Millie.
As embarrassed as I was, I had to leave her hanging out to dry, so I could make a run for it. All I could think of was, I was toast, but not the good toast with butter on top, but the black charcoaled kind of toast. I knew that from this night on, I would never find true love again. She was the one that got away. A good beginning makes for a good ending, right? Wrong!