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A girl and her cousin -- a GM

Posted by Tchaikovsky on 2010-August-17 07:49:15 EDT, Tuesday

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So I’ve been living with this guy for the past few months who has a nine-year-old daughter. Now, ever since I moved in, I’ve wanted to get to know this girl and develop a friendship with her. She’s extraordinarily beautiful. And while I don’t necessarily have a specific AoA, there’s something about her age that’s particularly attractive. She’s right at that age where she’s becoming mature enough to really have a meaningful friendship. I don’t really know how to explain it, and I know that younger girls can certainly know what love is. But once a girl hits the age of nine or ten or so, there’s just more depth to her personality, her character. We can actually have meaningful conversations. There’s more to a relationship than just this vague concept of love; there’s potential for a very real and deep relationship.

Unfortunately, this girl allowed none of that. For some reason she seems to hate me. I’m not really sure why. We just never connected. Part of it is that she has not really had a strong upbringing, so she has no sense of discipline or consequences for her actions. She basically gets away with anything, and as a result, she has really turned into a mean little girl. I really wanted to become friends with her, but nothing ever happened. It certainly wasn’t for a lack of trying. But I realized that usually, when you actively try to force a relationship, it just drives a wedge. So I basically gave up. I just assumed nothing would ever happen and basically ignored the girl.

Well, today something strange happened. I got home, and she was at the table with her cousin. I’d never seen her cousin before. She was the same age, nine years old, and both of them looked amazing. They have long jet-black hair, darker skinned, and they had these really cute outfits on. I said hello to the cousin, but again, I wasn’t going to try to force any kind of friendship. I just went up to my room.

Surprisingly, they followed me. They wanted to talk about whatever nine-year-olds like to talk about -- the latest songs on the radio, their clothes, school that’s about to start. It was actually pretty cool. Finally, we get to have this conversation. And if I tried to leave, they were quick to reprimand me, “Don’t leave. We want to talk to you. This is fun. I guess you’re not a creepy guy after all.”

They start talking about my own looks, and how I could look better. Then they asked if they could give me a haircut. Um... I wasn’t too sure about that. I didn’t want some nine-year-old messing up my hair. But I figured, why not? What better way to attempt to forge some kind of bond with these girls? So I let them. And to be honest, they did a pretty fine job. It was no professional stylist’s job, but the cut it well and then gelled it into a fohawk.

But most importantly, they had quite a lot of fun. The cousin mentioned, “You’re fun that you let us cut your hair. My brother would never let me cut his hair.”

Now, I don’t for a minute think that the tide has really turned and that this girl might actually want to be friends with me now. But something she said stuck out. When I told the cousin that the girl hates me, she said, “I don’t really hate you. You’re not quite my friend, but you’re like half a friend.” I just need to find a way to relate to her. I’ve honestly never had this problem before, as I’ve been able to befriend pretty much every single girl I’ve really talked to (parents of course are another issue). I can make friends with girls like nobody’s business. But this girl has always been different. I’ve never been able to relate to her. But now, maybe, just maybe, something is different.

At the end of the night, as we were getting ready for bed, they put on their pajamas and then modeled them for me, as only a nine-year-old can. God, I just about died.


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