One Thursday morning at Southside High, between classes, Gwen and Rhonda were discretely scanning the crowded hallway for cute guys when Marc appeared out of nowhere, like a dream. Rhonda’s ‘guy’ radar stopped scanning and came to rest on him.
“Who is that guy over there with the dark blue shirt, Gwen?” Rhonda asked, murmuring into her hand and her girlfriend’s ear.
“I think his name is Marc and he plays on the baseball team.” Gwen replied.
“He’s so cute!” Unable to stop smiling, Rhonda whispered it into Gwen’s ear so nobody would hear and Marc wouldn’t know she was interested in him, yet. “Do you think he has a girlfriend? I mean, he’s SO cute!”
“I don’t know, but I think his sister, Jeannie, is in our math class. I bet she’d know.”
Upon hearing that very exciting news, Rhonda decided then and there to definitely make Marc’s sister her friend, as a means to learn everything possible about him. The possibility Jeannie might introduce me to Marc is hugely exciting!
Naturally positioning herself so Gwen could look over her shoulder in order to report on Marc’s activities or lack of activity no matter where he moved, Rhonda appeared to be actively conversing with her girlfriend.
“Is he looking this way?” Rhonda whispered excitedly.
Hoping he had noticed her, was glancing or smiling at her, or even looking in her direction, mild disappointment sunk into Rhonda when it didn’t happen.
Conceding Marc was cute; Gwen also concluded his tall blond buddy was just as cute. I’m not going to compete with Rhonda for any guy because: A) I don’t think I’ll win; B) I don’t want any hard feelings between us; and C) there are plenty of cute guys to admire and fantasize about.
Surprised at all the questions Rhonda asked about her brother over the next three weeks, Jeannie could see her classmate had a crush on Marc. Jeannie agreed to tell her most of the pertinent details about him if Rhonda would get an equal amount of surreptitious information about his taller, lighter-skinned friend, Robby. Marc’s sister liked tall guys and in the last couple months had started noticing Robby with a romantic interest.
In junior and senior high, a continuous undercurrent of secret information about relationships and who liked who flowed back and forth among the girls about the guys.
High school guys passed similar information back and forth about the girls, but most of it pertained to their past sexual history, current state of physical development, and present and future sexual potentials.
Knowing how gossip could easily get around, Gwen asked Rhonda, “Aren’t you worried about Jeannie telling Marc you’re interested in him?”
“No, because if she does, I’ll just tell Robby she likes him, and her secret would be out, too, Gwen.”
Two days later, Rhonda reported to Jeannie a cluster of pertinent information about Robby she learned from one of the girls on the JV cheerleading team: “He has only dated one girl once in the past. The rest of it, he’s a pretty good athlete and student, usually gets good grades, and eventually wants to become a successful architect like his dad. You probably already know since he’s been your brother’s best friend since third grade. And, I’m sure you’ve noticed that he has big hands.”
Big hands and big feet were supposed to be good indicators of a guy’s cock-size, the girls had heard.
Thanking Rhonda for her information, Jeannie dutifully shared her report in return. “Marc has dated one girl casually, taking her to the movies, but currently doesn’t have a steady girlfriend. He plays second base on the JV baseball team, started lifting weights two months ago and probably has made out with a couple girls.”
Jeannie concluded her report with: “Marc’s pretty smart and gets pretty good grades most of the time, mostly B’s, wants to go to college, and hopes for a baseball scholarship. Eventually he has his mind set to be a professional baseball player.”
Of course, being his sister, Marc’s physical attributes were lost on Jeannie, but to Rhonda, those details were all very obvious and incredibly attractive.
Collecting all the information she could gather without him knowing, it took her three more weeks to work up her courage to say hello to Marc in the hall while Rhonda was with Jeannie, Gwen, and some girlfriends they both knew, but he smiled briefly at her in passing, which she found to be absolutely thrilling!
He smiled at me! Does that mean he noticed me? Maybe I have a chance with him!
When Rhonda and Gwen were alone later that day, Rhonda said, “I think he actually, like… noticed me. Do you think I should try to meet him somehow? Let’s, come up with a plan!”
On Wednesday, when Jeannie casually mentioned she had overheard Marc talking to his buddies about going to the theater Saturday afternoon, a palpable shock went right through Rhonda, and she couldn’t wait to tell Gwen the intriguing news. That night the girls strategized, did some conversational role playing, and talked for hours about Saturday. Finally, the plan was set.