I was exhausted. Not just physically, but mentally. So when my friend Nick came up to me and said “Hey, Will! You wanna come over to my place tonight? I’m getting the guys together.” I quickly responded with “No thanks man, i’m just gonna stay at home and relax.”
I had just taken my finals for the second trimester of school, and did not want to think at all. To top that off I was exhausted from working out. Since 6th grade I had done some kind of sport, but now in my sophomore year of high school and had finally had enough of the dumb jocks and sitting on a bench, so I quit football and wrestling. It was great for my schedule, but bad for my body. So for the past few weeks my friend Josh and I had been working out after school. I wasn’t fat by any means, at six foot and 145 pounds, but I had lost my muscle tone and wanted to get it back.
Josh and i had just finished our workout, and now I had the long and arduous walk back to my house from the gym where we lifted. During my isolated walk home I began rethinking what i had said to my friend. If I stayed home what would I do? Eat, play video games, maybe watch some porn, and sleep. But if I went to this little party i might actually have some fun. Just as that thought occurred I felt my phone vibrate, i looked down to see I had a message from Josh “you coming to Nick’s party?” What the hell, I may be tired but maybe it’ll be a nice change of pace from the past few weeks of studying. “yeah ill be over round 8”
When i finally got home I went straight to the fridge and ate everything i could find. Feeling slightly better, I decided that i should probably take a shower after working up a sweat at the gym. As I let the hot water cascade over my aching muscles I thought to myself, I really need to get laid. I was 16 years old, and the farthest i’d gone with a girl was my freshman year when i grabbed my girlfriend at the time’s boobs over her shirt. She didn’t like that, and that caused a fight and a break up. My problem is that the girls that I date are just a bunch of goody goodys. There isn’t anything wrong with me. I know a couple of girls at school who think i’m cute, but I had just never gotten to know any of them well enough to date, and i’m too nice of a guy to just hook up with some chick. And that’s when it hit me. I am just too nice of a guy. I would let my girlfriends talk about their feelings and all that shit, and what did i get in return? nothing. I had heard the saying nice guys finish last before but i just now realized how true it is. Well no more of that. I am going to get laid this year. No more mr. nice guy.

I walked into Nick’s house and could hear the sounds of video games and music
coming from the basement. I walked down and was greeted by my usual group. Mitch and Ryan, the band kids, Paul, the kinda nerdy one, Nick, the stoner, and then Josh, the athletic one.