KAT and Oscar cont'd 2/10/2002
We got to the frat party and ended up having to pay $5 and got our stale beer. There was good music and very little smoking, which is a major plus. We started dancing and soonafter this pretty hot Spanish guy comes up to me and we started dancing. He was really good-looking, but his personality sucked. He was so clingy and territorial, and I'd only known him for five minutes. Imagine what he'd act like if I was dating him...
Oscar, the guy saw me glance in another direction and said, "What are you looking at? Are you checking out other guys already?" I repied, "No, my sister's here, and I'm just keeping an eye on her." He asked, "How old is your sister?" I told him, "Well, I'm 19 and she's 21." He said, "Well, if she's older, she should be looking after you, no?" My sister is older, granted, but she's 4'11" and punches like a fifth-grader. Maybe I'm being overprotective, but we're at a frat party I've never been to before, in an area she's unfamiliar with, and I just glanced over at her every few minutes to make sure she's OK.
We're dancing for a few minutes and he says, "You look preoccupied. I don't think you like dancing with me." (And guys say girls talk too much??) So I assured him, no I was not preoccupied, and yes, I liked dancing with him.
A few minutes later he asks, "You want to come with me to get a beer?" Here's a hint for anyone who's not in college yet: you never, EVER leave the people you came to the party with. First of all, I wasn't sure if Erin and Dionne would make sure Rebecca was OK. That's fine, because she's not their responsibility, but if my sister needed to get away from a guy or something, I wanted to make sure I was close by. Second, if you're the one needs help and you leave your friends behind, you've now placed yourself in a very bad position. So I shook my head, and Oscar got pissed and asked why not. I told him I wanted to stay here. He got a little nasty and asks, "With your sister, right? Fine, I'll come back for you later." I didn't care (hell, its a frat party. I highly doubt I'll start a meaningful relationship at one of these) so I went back to dance with my sister. He actually came back and started to dance with me again.
We're dancing for a few minutes and he says again, "You look preoccupied. I don't think you like dancing with me." At that point I should have left. He was getting so annoying and the guy:girl ratio was awesome, since it was an engineering frat. there had to be two guys to every girl, if not more. I denied it again and then he tells me, "You know, I don't like competing with siblings." I hadn't even looked at Becca in the last fifteen minutes (I knew she was behind me so I didn't need to), but what the hell was his problem??? SO I asked him, "What the hell are you talking about, I'm not doing anything!" She shrugs and acts disinterested the entire time. I definitely should have left. I have no idea why I didn't.
By 2 am I needed to get out of there. Oscar's compliments were starting to grate on my nerves. Don't get me wrong, I like compliments, but not every five seconds by a stranger who I'd met an hour before. I asked him, "Are you in Theta Tau?" and he replies, "No, I just came here for the party...to find you..." Please... At one point he and I were dancing and he noticed another guy supposedly looking at me. (The guy also could've been stoned and just staring into space, which was extremely possible). So Oscar says, "I see that guy staring at you. I think you have another admirer, besides me." Well, what the hell do you want me to do about it? Oscar was a really good dancer and soooo good-looking, so I guess everything balanced out. I was just looking for some fun, not a relationship. Especially not with someone who's that domineering.
At the end of the night, he asked me for my phone number. He has no idea how close he was to getting it. Had he been a little less territorial, I would've given it to him. He wasn't though, so I gave him some random phone number I had just made up. All in all it was an better weekend than I had expected.
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