Why don't boys like me? - Sex Stories

Why don't boys like me?

Let me start off by saying, I'm a loser. I'm really smart and shy. When I get into awkward social situations, I hold my breathe until I pass out. I don't have many friends, they all come and go as they please, except for one. Anyways, I'm not the best looking either. I'm short have long brunette hair and an average body. I think I look the best I can but I don't really know. My best friend is Oliver. He's like the all around athlete, so you can imagine he has a nice body. I think he's really attractive, but he doesn't get enough credit for his looks. Before high school he was fat and really gross. Honestly, I'm surprised he hasn't left either. Oliver is like the best lacrosse player at my school. Like we're polar opposites, I can't play sports to save a life. I'd rather bury my face in a book or play video games than go to a football game or whatever. Sometimes I get dragged out by Oliver, but it's ok, because my crush is the running back for the football team. His name is Nathan. He is like, so perfect, he's 6 feet tall and really muscular. Sometimes in gym class he takes off his shirt because he gets "hot". I mean I'm not complaining but I have fantasies about that boy. Anyways, one night Oliver came over. "Hey Britt! Ready to go to the game?" He always had a positive tone to his voice. I always liked that about him. "Yeah, just let me finish this chapter." "One chapter leads to two chapters and so on. I don't want to miss the game. Come on" he walked over to me and ...

... closed my book. "Fine, let me grab my coat." I walked over to the door where my jacket was hung. "Don't wear that one, wear the black one." I wasn't too woried about what he had to say because he only tried to help me. This black coat outlined my butt really nice, it actually made it look like I had one. "Let's go" We walked out the door and talked all the way there. Once we got there it was packed. We were playing our rivals so of course it would be packed. I hated the people at my school, but the only reason I was there was Nathan, and I wasnt sure if Oliver knew or not. Anyways, we walked in and stood near the concession stand because we could see everything and stay warm. It was tied going into the fourth quarter when the principal came over. "Oliver I need to speak with you." Oliver looked at me, smiled and walked away. Oliver never got in trouble, I wonder what the principal wanted to talk to him about. After a few minutes we were up by seven, with a few minutes left. Oliver finally came back and had a weird expression. "Are you ok? That was a long talk." I could tell something was bothering him. "No, but I'll tell you when we get back to my house." I was sleeping over at Olivers that night. My parents really didn't care becuase me and Oliver were like siblings. Finally the game ended and we had won the game. Everyone was in a good mood. As Oliver and I were walking out, I heard my name. I turned and who other than Nathan is standing there. "Hi Britt!" He was in a good mood ...