But now… I was a man. And I refused to let some jerks embarrass me… Especially since my “Valentine” was probably still in the classroom watching.
So I look at Sam… look at Ed… and say…
“Look, it’s a Valentine, man. Just back off. Some girl likes me and you’re just going to have to deal with that.”
And just like that they break into laughter.
“You freakin’ IDIOT…
How clueless can you be?
WE SENT IT.”
More and more of the athletes start to gather around us… all laughing their asses off.
Hell… the entire class was laughing… at me.
I was more than embarrassed…
I was MORTIFIED.
This was the last straw in a life full of humiliation… and something in me snapped.
Blinded by rage, I swing at Eddy.
Now… as much I’d love to tell you I knocked him out cold…
The truth is, I have no idea what happened.
Because the next thing I remember… is waking up in the emergency room with bruises all over my body, broken ribs, and some pretty gnarly looking bumps on my forehead.
Turns out, throwing a half-ass punch at the star athlete isn’t the smartest move…
Especially when he’s surrounded by his buddies.
These guys kicked the SHIT out of me.
And just as soon as I was able to leave the hospital, my mother pulled me out of school and back home , where I’d grown up.
Just like that, the girl was gone…
My dignity was gone…
And so was my hope.
The only thing I had working for me… was the fact that I had entirely too much time on my hands.
And I was PISSED off. More motivated than ever.
So as I lay in the hospital bed a broken, beaten man…
I made a promise to myself.
No… this was more than a promise. It was an oath.
I was either going to man up… and figure out how to make women want me…