As soon as I got in the car with him I knew exactly how to play my part. I acted like I was beyond buzzed. I kept a tone to my voice, kept talking about random stupid things, and acted like I was oblivious to my surroundings. I did all of that so that he would let his guard down, seeing how in poor state my mind was, and think it wouldn’t function properly. It worked. He was a bit different than every other time I have talked or spent time with him. He kept listening, just listening. Looking at me, and my actions as he drove through the empty streets. His ipod was connected to his car playing the songs he chose. He picked up his ipod and I said, “who are you texting?” I knew it was his ipod I was just testing him, all while I knew what he was doing. “just texting my mom. They keep asking where I am, and if im going to take long. I think they’re going to throw me a surprise party or something.” Score for me. He lied. After that a bunch of slow songs kept playing. As soon as he got to my house he turned off his car trapping my early escape. At first he kept talking and I kept talking, then he spoke less and less and less. Preparing his plan of getting a kiss. When he saw I was nowhere close to ending conversation he asked for his birthday gift. “oh yeah! I was going to give you a hug!” I said. And he opened his arms for a hug. So I hugged him and duck my head under his shoulder so he wouldn’t put his face anywhere near mine. After a while he let go and when I was about to open the door, he started talking again, and kept the conversation going. He was preparing for another try. My mom texted then asking where I was. When I told him that he simply opened his arms for another hug. This time I didn’t have a prayer. As I was making my way into his arms, he moved in closer and hugged me tight and positioned himself perfectly our faces touching. There was no use now if I would have said or done something it would be the end of that game; so as he let us go ever so slowly I planted one right on his lips and moved away before he could make it last any longer. I opened the car door and as soon as I did he turned his car on, having No Reason to stay any longer, and drove away before I had the chance to walk inside my home. A very important act on his part. And that’s when I decided I would let things escalate with him, not to start a relationship, but to keep proving my theories to other girls who don’t believe me when I tell them when and how they’re getting played.