Gaydar

So, rugby season is starting up again, and we have a couple new girls helping out with coaching. A couple months ago I found out that a girl that was student teaching at the highschool wanted to help out, a couple of the girls said that she reminded them of me. My first thought? Oh, she's probably gay. Ha.

We had out first coaches meeting at Pop's pub, solid choice. Mmm. Anyway, I walked in, and sat down, and immediately my thought was, this chick reminds me of Angel's girlfriend. I introduced myself, shook her hand and then thought, yup, shes gay. Just a thought, I wasn't totally sure yet, but I totally got the vibe from her. We discussed coachy types of things and she had to leave early cause of ringette(gay).

The next couple weeks were interesting. She dropped more hints than I did. Little things...I drove her home from practice everyday, and she just got more and more comfortable, she would take my ipod, find the gayest music on it(tegan and sara, ladyhawke, ect.) It was a lot the way she talked. I'm just gonna say this, my gaydar is awesome. We had another coaches meeting at the bar, and it started out just me and her, she ran into a couple of her friends, and they got to talking, and this is when it was all confirmed. Bingo, I'm right.

I kind of am attracted to her. Not gonna lie, she's got a smokin hot body. And she's just cool, and chill. Totally my type. And so I flirt. H-core. She said she was skipping practice cause she was sick, I happened to be at the drugstore... brought her soup and cough drops... A part of me thinks she's kind of into me too.. That night after our coaches meeting, she got a lil drunk, and I drove her home, like I always do, and when we pulled up to her house, she turns to me and asks "So... are you just gonna go home?" And im like- Probably, i've got nothing else to do tonight. Then she's like "Well... you could come in... and hang out for a while." ...I hesitate for a second, but think, pft, nothings gonna happen.. So I say yes, and we go inside. This is about midnight, and we spend the next four hours just talking and hanging out, like we were old friends... a little flirting... no big.

The next weekend rolls around, and I get this text from her "I'm depressed, come over?" Oh, I can't resist that. So I go grab her some McD's and go over there, and we spend hours on end just hanging out. I leave and she texts me that she had a great time. Mhmm... I know.

I've got her figured out, but I can tell see is still trying to figure me out. Poor girl. I like this game. Make her think one thing, drop hints, and then switch... I'm a cruel, horrible person... I'll let her know sooner or later... Maybe she will get bold enough to really find out...