As I have mentioned before it was considered insufficient in our school
to just go out to dinner and the dance we had to have a whole
day-long production. On this particular day the plan was to go up to
the local metropolis to spend the day at the planetarium and then go
to the dance. The group that my borderline stalker friend has us
going with was not a group that I was familiar with except for an
effeminate guy that was in my grade and the cranky, bossy best friend
to my date. The kid my age was one of those kind and gentle souls who
was kind and considerate and generally nice so obviously many people,
myself included, thought that he was gay. I am certain he was not an
actual homosexual but back in the olden days 'gay' was a pretty
widely drawn epithet circle of anything that was not exactly as manly
as the hillbilly culture at my high school demanded from its young
men. I had been in several classes with him but didn't really know
him outside of the fact that I had, on occasion, joked about him
being gay. This was the first time I actually spent any time with him
and it turned out that he was pretty cool. My date was clingy and
huggy sitting by me and trying to hold my hand all day which I
indulged her in when I couldn't plausibly avoid it without hurting
her feelings and seeming standoffish. In the planetarium when we were
supposed to be laying flat and looking at lasers interpret the
immortal works of U2 on the roof she turned all the way to her side
and leaned into me with her arms around my waist and her nose
touching my neck. I looked strait up and didn't engage her physically
because I had no desire to see how much more obsessive she would be
if I was her official boyfriend. I waited out the show and we went to
eat and then she took me home to change for the dance. When she
picked me up I was not sure what I was looking at exactly, her dress
was silvery metallic with lots and lots of furry trim that was
floating off and away in little puffs as she moved. Once more in the
van she nuzzled in closer than I was comfortable with and stayed that
way walking, standing or dancing for the rest of the night. After the
dance we went to her bossy friend's house and I tried to find the
most central and least dark and secluded place in the middle of the
floor to hopefully put the breaks on any friskiness she was
contemplating. Part way into the movie I claimed infirmity of some
kind and excused myself to go home. On the way out she tried to turn
a goodnight hug into a goodnight kiss and I deflected it and headed
home alone trying to figure a graceful way out of this situation. I
could not, so I tried just not returning her calls instead as per my
standard procedure. That just made her bossy friend really mad and
she physically confronted me in the halls of the school the middle of
the next week after a few days of trying to avoid the needy girl. She
yelled at me and said I was a jerk for using her friend and being all
cuddly and whatnot on our date and then just ignoring her. I tried to
calm her down to avoid a scene but she was having none of it and went
right on accusing me of leading her friend on and then just ignoring
her. I made some lame excuses about why I hadn't been in touch, not
the truth because I didn't dislike the girl and didn't want to hurt
her feelings but at the same time I was not interested. I needed a
way out and so I made a plan.
