An unsuccessful acquaintance with a girl must be accepted as... Secrets of successful dating with girls and how to avoid mistakes and failures! What should you be wary of the day before?

The engine of my car was malfunctioning, so I took the subway to get to work that day. And quite successfully. In the carriage I saw a pretty girl: according to my card. I was in a cheerful mood in the morning, so I decided not to miss her. An interesting approach quickly emerged in my head. I walked up to her as close as possible and without hesitation, so that the whole carriage could hear, I addressed the girl:

Girl, I’m not a local myself... I fell behind the train... my passport was stolen... I lost my money... Help as much as you can.

The girl, as well as the people in the carriage, looked sideways at me. And I continued:

Girl, don’t leave a poor student in trouble... leave him your phone number so that she can call you as soon as possible.

The girl looked at me askance and answered:

Sorry, but I don’t give my phone number to just anyone.

To be honest, I did not expect such a plot twist. This cooled my ardor a little. But the Russians don't give up. Therefore, I did not find anything better than to continue my “song”:

Girl, why are you hurting an orphan? I don't have a mom, I don't have a dad. Only you are left.

But the girl was impregnable, like a fortress.

“Good people,” I turned to those standing in the subway, “what is this happening? Everyone tries to offend an orphan. At least you help, stand up for the orphan.

Everyone was silent. But suddenly some woman in the crowd said:

Girl, give this clown your number. Otherwise he was just exhausted, poor thing.

All eyes turned to the girl. She, slightly dissatisfied, took a pen and a piece of paper from her purse and quickly wrote a number on it. The negative look with which she handed me the piece of paper with the number aroused some suspicions in my soul. I took my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed the girl's number. From the receiver I heard: “The subscriber’s device is turned off or...”

Katenka (this name was written under the number), are you completely sure that you wrote all the numbers correctly?

“I’m sure of this,” she said sarcastically, “as well as the fact that there’s no reception in the subway.”

With these words, she headed towards the doors and, without turning back in my direction, got off at the next station.

So, the meeting didn't go very well. My creativity didn't pay off this time. But the piece of paper with the number was in my pocket, and I expected to rehabilitate myself on the first date, if, of course, it took place.

I called Katya two days later.

Hello. This is Zhenya. Remember you saved me on the subway?

You helped me a lot then, so I want to thank you tomorrow at 7 pm at the Red Gate.

Yes, I really hope to see you tomorrow at 7 at the Red Gate. Agreed? - and without waiting for an answer, he continued. - That's okay. Till tomorrow.

And he hung up. Of course, there was a certain risk that she simply would not come to the meeting, and I would be waiting for her at the metro like a teapot. But risk is a noble cause.

I worried in vain. She came. But she greeted me without much enthusiasm. In response to the compliment, she said “thank you.” And the reaction to a kiss on the cheek is K0. We headed to the “Shokoladnitsa”, and in the meantime I was thinking about how to rectify the situation.

You know, it seems to me that our acquaintance did not turn out very well. I just really liked you, but I didn’t know how to get to know you. It all turned out so stupidly.

That’s for sure,” Katya smiled slightly.

Listen, I have a great idea: let's get acquainted again! - I suggested cheerfully.

“Come on,” she agreed indifferently.

I ran forward a few steps, and then turned around and headed towards Katya.

Hello girl. I don’t know you at all, but you are so beautiful that I couldn’t pass by. Let me get to know you. My name is Zhenya. And you?

We went into a cafe. I sat down, as usual, not opposite her, but next to her. Started talking about her interests. Aligned with values. Mirrored her movements. I offered to tell her fortune on her hand, since I understand a little about palmistry. She agreed. While I was saying something about the lines on my hand, I stroked my hand: K+. Calibrated her reaction. I gave her a mini-madness by making a rose out of a napkin. And kissed him on the cheek goodbye. The result was already K+.

So, I more or less increased my importance in the girl’s eyes. Of course, it’s too early to drag her to bed. But there are already some changes for the better.

Our second date took place two days later. It was just city day, so we decided to watch a concert on Tverskaya Square, and then went to a cafe nearby. This time I was more actively kinesthetic to her: I hugged her, held her hand. K+. In the cafe, I told her a few routines and metaphors for trust. Then he began to put the girl into different states and set the anchor on excitement. At the end of the date I kissed on the lips for the first time: K++.

For our third date, we decided to walk around the Moscow State University area and then go out to the Sparrow Hills. When we met, I immediately kissed her on the lips and took her hand: K+. While we walked along Moscow State University, we talked about all sorts of nonsense. The climax of seduction began when we went out onto the mountains, overlooking Moscow. We approached a low fence near the cliff, I stood behind the girl and hugged her. In my ear, in a deep voice, I whispered various tales with sexual overtones to her. At the same time I tried to kinestheticize her. When the girl began to breathe deeper, he activated his anchor. After a couple of minutes, she turned around and kissed me passionately. We kissed for quite a long time until I said:

I think you're frozen. Let's go to my place. Have some tea. You'll warm up. (MC: I'll keep you warm)

Let’s go,” the girl said with a smile.

I don’t remember what happened at home. Sorry, but I'm suffering from memory loss.

What I used: kinesthetics, mirroring, routines, metaphors, anchoring, chest voice.

What was done well: corrected the first, not very good impression. On the third date, I activated the anchor on time.

What could I have done better: forget about my creativity and just get to know each other. I wouldn't have to bother with the girl for so long.

By building expectations, determining for himself the necessary level of requirements for a partner, a person strives for love, going through meetings and partings, successful and unsuccessful dates, leaving painful marks on the heart. What do you need to know about this in order to perceive the situation as objectively as possible, without allowing anyone to destroy your own personality?

The dangers of bad dates

The Daily Mail published the results of an online survey conducted with respondents who had experience of failures in dating the opposite sex. Frustrated young people reported a significant deterioration in their health, from increased anxiety levels (25%) to skin problems (6%), manifested in the form of a reddish rash or eczema. 10% of respondents began to experience unregulated overeating, and a third showed signs of real depression.

This is understandable from a medical point of view: stress contributes to the release of testosterone and cortisol. The first affects the functioning of the sebaceous glands, which secrete an increased amount of fat, leading to skin rashes, and cortisol, through the receptors of the hypothalamus, affects a significant increase in appetite. Weakening of the immune system due to stress affects the duration of the disease state.

Severe psychological consequences led to a reluctance to meet again (70%) and disruption of communication with loved ones due to fear of questions and negative assessments of what happened. By refusing further dates, a person deprives himself of a feeling of happiness, a positive outlook on the world, motivation to work on himself and his appearance, which gives a surge of hormones. Is it possible to understand the signs of a bad date in advance in order to avoid serious consequences?

What should you be wary of the day before?

Smart people only go to meetings with partners they know and are confident in. But in the age of the Internet and mobile communications, blind dates are increasingly being practiced among people, so those who are prudent prefer to be a little late and watch the girl or guy from afar in order to avoid unpleasant disappointments. And so that their conscience does not torment them, they call and come up with a good reason for the impossibility of meeting. This is unpleasant, but it hurts the partner’s pride less and does not lead to a senseless waste of time.

The most unsuccessful dates begin with deception: instead of a real photograph, the unlimited possibilities of Photoshop are demonstrated, or even a figurehead. Age, income, profession, marital status are distorted. What does the deceiver count on? The fact that meaningful correspondence revealed a rich inner world, which on the first date will outweigh everything else. Alas, the disappointment from the meeting can be so strong that everything achieved during the preliminary communication will lose its meaning. It is better not to deal with a person who has been caught in a lie.

In addition to deception, you should pay attention to:

• on the place and time of the proposed meeting, which well informs about the partner’s intentions (you should not create the illusion that a date in someone’s apartment will be exclusively romantic in nature);
• excessive insistence of the partner in any moments (you can always run into a pick-up artist, debater or figurehead who has goals far from love ones);
• partner’s contacts (meeting with a person whose only e-mail is known means exposing yourself to a certain risk).

The importance of the first meeting

An unsuccessful event can program a person for a certain scenario in the future, so if there is a fair amount of doubt, it is better to refuse the meeting. A certain complex can form in both girls and boys. Their failures in the future will be associated with a feeling of fear and anxiety before repeating the opening story. Fear leads to tension and stiffness (presentation of oneself, gestures, posture, facial expressions), which completely deprives one of external sexuality. It either paralyzes mental activity or causes excessive activity, which is also quite bad.

Losers react incorrectly to compliments, perceiving them as flattery: “No, that’s not my hair color, I dyed it”; “Yes, I don’t go to training regularly, you should have seen my friend’s abs on his stomach.” As a result, the girl gets the impression that she is an ordinary gray mouse, and the guy is not seen as having the necessary masculinity and manliness. Which leads to further failures on the love front.

The first date turned out to be the last for Jessica McKenzie

Stars' unsuccessful dates become public knowledge, stories about which can be read on the Internet. Twenty-five-year-old student Jessica McKenzie published on her social network page the details of her meeting with the young talent of the Manchester United club, Adnan Januzaj. A member of the $5 million-a-year Belgian soccer team showed up to the date on foot in a tracksuit. While the girl spent a certain amount on hair, makeup and a glamorous outfit. I went by car to the fast food restaurant Nando's, where the football player treated the girl to cheap chicken burgers.

The finale of the meeting was a room in a three-star hotel, where the guy and his companion watched TV until nine in the evening. After which Adnan asked to be taken home, since he had to get up early for training in the morning. It is obvious to everyone that an angry Jessica made public a piquant story of revenge on a football player who not only did not live up to her hopes, but also left the beginning of the relationship without continuation. Why is this happening? Why does the first meeting become the last?

Unsuccessful dates through the eyes of men: main signs

One can guess what Adnan was guided by when he chose such a plan for the rendezvous. It is likely that this was a test of the sincerity of the girl’s feelings. But one thing should be said with confidence: the spark that should run between people has not been ignited. Foreign studies of the reasons for unsuccessful dates among visitors to dating sites have determined that 64% of respondents see this as the main reason for their failed meetings. And if girls are ready to continue communication, giving men a second chance and finding other advantages in them, then for a man this is the end of the acquaintance. They must desire their partner.

Among the signs of an unsuccessful date, men - listeners of Mayak radio, in a program specifically dedicated to this topic, highlighted those that turned them away from their girlfriends:

• didn’t show up, was significantly late;
• showed up with a friend;
• immediately stipulated that time for the meeting was limited;
• asked for help closing a cash loan;
• persistently asked whether he knew how to operate a chainsaw;
• She was unpleasantly surprised in appearance (she came in a chic floor-length dress, and with unwashed ears);
• I ordered so much at the restaurant that I could barely pay for it;
• had too much alcohol;
• I spent the entire evening talking about my ex.

Obviously, half the reasons would not have been mentioned if the girl really liked her. For men hoping for continuation, unsuccessful dates with women mean a lack of invitation to tea. Or worse, an invitation without development. A girl on the forum described how, after a protracted party, she felt sorry for him and left the guy to spend the night with her. And then she kept texting all the time, fighting off his persistent advances. At the same time, the guy was lying two steps away from her on the floor. The male psyche is not capable of grasping nuances, perceiving signals unambiguously: she left, which means she is waiting for continuation. Nothing hits a man’s self-esteem more than female provocative behavior.

A woman's perspective on the signs of a bad date

Girls, as more sophisticated natures, have their own list of requirements for the opposite sex. The longer it is, the greater the likelihood of disappointment from the meeting. Bad dates through the eyes of women are:

• “Fedot, but not that one” - the wrong type of male appearance, a disapproved style of clothing, an unpresentable appearance (a significant part of smart girls are ready to give an additional chance).
• “He says the wrong thing” - he is rude in speech, allows categorical judgments and aggressive attacks; complains about fate, lack of work, mortgage and business failures; talks only about himself, without ever asking a single question.
• “Does the wrong thing” - argues with the waiter over change, regrets tips, does not pay for the girl; indecently gropes his partner, allowing frivolity and directly offering sex; aggressive with third parties, provokes a scandal.

But the most unsuccessful dates, the stories about which listeners of Mayak radio told, were overshadowed by unpleasant surprises discovered by chance. The guy announces that he forgot his wallet, an unexpectedly met acquaintance “tells” that he has been married for a long time and has children, tattoos with origins from prison are found under his T-shirt.

These meaningful conversations

Dating site respondents ranked psychological incompatibility in 2nd place among the reasons for unsuccessful dates (47%). It manifests itself best during a conversation that creates serious tension. What influences this?

• An awkward silence that is difficult for both parties to overcome.
• Brief answers that leave no chance for developing the topic of conversation.
• The absence of clarifying questions indicating a lack of interest on the part of the partner.
• A blank stare or poor eye contact.
• Difficulties in choosing topics for dialogue.
• An abundance of information that is difficult to cope with.
• Unreasonable distraction by phone or other contacts.
• Phrases indicating the interlocutor’s inattention.
• Memories of exes (16% of respondents consider this a sufficient reason for ending a relationship).
• The partner does not call by name or has confused it altogether.
• Finding reasons to end the dialogue: work, memories of unfinished business, health conditions.

Usually, unsuccessful dates end with a handshake or an awkward hug, no promises to continue the acquaintance, and a request from the girl not to accompany her. The most deadly phrase from a man: “We’ll call you,” which the interested party clutches at like a straw. But this is one of the signs that a second meeting is unlikely to follow.

Star stories

Unforgiven awkwardness

The most successful people known all over the world have had bad dates, which they share in the hope of supporting the unlucky ones. Girl's Life published the story of Justin Bieber, the favorite of millions of girls, who told the world about the fiasco that he suffered in an Italian restaurant during a date. Having knocked over a plate of spaghetti on the girl, Justin could not beg for forgiveness and broke up with his passion.

Missed opportunity

A popular TV presenter, 10 years later, learned about the missed opportunity to win the heart of the golden-haired beauty Nicole Kidman. Having invited her to dinner, he was too nervous to carry on a conversation and turned on a video game. The young woman who really liked him thought that she simply wasn't really interested in Jimmy.

"Dynamo"

Not everyone is ready to describe their worst date. The story of a man known from the TV show “Rules of Renting,” Sergei Stillavin, is a revelation about how he, a real master, was once “pushed” by an ordinary girl. Having bought two bouquets of flowers and hidden them in the trunk of the car, he met his chosen one on the eve of an important event for himself - meeting her mother. The girl said that there were unexpected guests in the house, so the meeting needed to be rescheduled until they left. For four hours the couple drove around the city waiting for the cherished hour, until after the next call the would-be bride revealed that her grandmother had died. Stillavin had to throw away the flowers, which by that time had spread their aroma throughout the entire interior of the car.

Screen Stories

Men's bad dates are best described in the 1970 Soviet film The Seven Brides of Corporal Zbruev, which can be seen as an encyclopedia of an unlucky guy. The viewer watches seven meetings with girls through correspondence of the brave soldier, whose portrait adorned the cover of the magazine “Skillful Warrior”. His dates have everything: deception on the part of a Komsomol functionary who lures a soldier to a youth construction site in Siberia; an oversight that cost him a failed meeting with a girl named Oksana waiting on the platform; interference from third parties in the form of the hostel commandant when communicating with the modest Lyusya from a small weaving town. The most typical stories include two.

“Hello, stork!”

To this song, the main character left yet another would-be newlywed, refusing even a cup of tea. She has everything with her: beauty, romance, decency, thriftiness. Is this not what a former orphan named Konstantin was looking for when he began his journey through girls he knew in absentia? That's the point. But such a rapid development of events, in which communication is based on viewing him through the prism of a potential groom, will scare off any man. Having given a positive assessment on all indicators, the girl “privatized” the gentleman, introducing him to neighbors, making joint plans, raising him like a child. You always want to break out of skillfully created bonds, which is what the main character does.

Alluring beauty

An example of incorrectly built expectations in the head was the meeting of Kostya from Gunyaevo with a famous actress, who also once came to conquer Moscow from the rural outback. Longing for a barefoot rural childhood prompted her to write to a young soldier. There is nothing personal in the letters, no promises. But captivated by the extraordinary beauty, Kostya dreams of a possible fateful meeting, trying to conquer the young beauty. In her eyes, he is an awkward country guy who does not know how to call a taxi in a large metropolis, and cannot even cope with the role of a plumber. A moment later, he completely merges for her with the crowd of cadets. The young man traveled thousands of kilometers in search of such alluring but inaccessible beauty.

Stories of ordinary people

Stories about bad dates are very important both for the storytellers themselves and for the listeners or readers. This is a way to cope with stress more easily. It is known that 24% of unhappy people try to lift their mood with alcohol, 13% with shopping, not realizing that analysis of events and an ironic attitude towards what is happening are much stronger medicines. An example is the story of Michelle Thomas (Great Britain).

The girl met a guy whom she charmed during the meeting with his intelligence, character, and manners. The next day she received a letter where he admitted this, expressing his readiness to marry. But on one condition: Michelle needs to lose a few extra pounds. The girl was so offended that she wrote him an open letter in a blog read by thousands of young women afraid to love and accept themselves as they are. With her answer, Michelle started a whole campaign that shook the Internet.

The most unsuccessful dates teach how to get out of difficult situations that anyone can find themselves in:

• the guy came on a date with his mother, citing the fact that he would not waste time on someone his mother would not like;
• the next morning the girl pleases the guy with the results of the test with two stripes;
• leaving the restroom in the cafe, the lady changed the table and sat down with strangers;
• When he saw his companion without makeup in the morning, the guy was horrified.

Thousands of stories teach the main thing: sometimes parting with a partner is a blessing, giving hope to meet your soul mate faster, approaching her through a deep understanding of what is happening. And the understanding that other people's tastes should not be another person's problem.

Vasilisa thoughtfully ran her finger along the edge of the once green bench. The girl who loves cloudy weather fully enjoyed the frosty air playfully making its way through the thin fabric of her coat.
Deafening music was blaring in Vasya’s headphones and the loud, growling, wheezing voice of the vocalist angrily spat out searing phrases, helping Vaska to renounce the world and at the same time pass the time while waiting for the unlucky Artyom, who was clearly late. It was thanks to high-quality headphones that the girl did not hear a cheeky, boorish voice calling her from behind. And Vasily, alas, did not have a chance to hear the indignant question about why the “little blue” one so openly ignores him.
But when someone’s hot breath burned her cheek, and someone very smart put his heavy paw on the girl’s shoulder, Vasya got scared and instantly jumped back to the other end of the bench.
The girl did not tolerate other people's touches and immediately began to feel driven into a corner, thanks to one not very pleasant incident that occurred in the girl's young adolescence.
From the sudden movement, Vasya’s earphone literally flew out of her ear and the girl was finally able to hear the words addressed to her.
- Hey, baby, why are you so shy? Come to me, I will save you from all troubles,” a thin guy with golden curls, who appeared out of nowhere, looked mockingly at Vasya.
The girl's constant reserve slowly but surely began to melt away. The burning ball inside Vasilisa flared up more and more, threatening to break out and incinerate the impudent guy with a pretty face.
- Well, girl, don’t look at me so wildly. Otherwise I start to get afraid. Maybe you want something different? - the guy raised his hands up, clearly noticing the blue-haired girl’s unkind gaze and said the last sentence in an insinuating voice.
Suddenly the girl’s face lit up:
- Yes I want to. - Vasily nodded, giving the “curly goat,” as Vaska had already managed to call the owner of the curls, with a dazzling smile.

Oh girl, that's a different conversation. All of you girls want something. The main thing is to clarify,” Roma said with the air of a philosopher. - So what do you want?
- I want... - here the girl beckoned Roman with her finger, and he leaned forward so that the girl could voice her desire directly in his ear. - I want...
- Come on, baby, don’t be tormented. What do you want? - Roma, burning with impatience, moved closer, influenced by the girl’s languid whisper too “spectacularly.”
Maxim, standing nearby, noticed the gesture of a friend leaning towards the girl, and did not understand everything quite correctly, trying to discern what they were doing there?
“I want...” Vaska almost touched the guy’s ear with her lips and suddenly barked sharply. “So that you self-destruct!”
The stunned Roma did not expect such an outcome, and from the volume of the ultrasound emitted by the blue-haired woman, he even jumped away from the bench a decent distance.
The girl laughed disgustingly, carefully watching Roman’s reaction.
- Now we're even. - Vasya sang in a thin voice, noticing someone’s gaze on her.
Max didn’t take his eyes off the informal meeting, but he still couldn’t understand what was going on with these two, although he definitely realized that Roma had been sent away.
- Blue, what, have you gone crazy?! - hissed Roma, who had come to his senses, and decided to shake the girl properly.
- Boy, don't yell. It’s better to fulfill my request, and quickly,” Vasilisa waved with a royal gesture towards Maxim, who was already heading towards them. The onlookers who had gathered nearby watched with interest the unfolding performance. The fact that a local celebrity, Maxim, was rushing at full speed towards some blue-haired informal girl, was quite astonishing to the university kids.
The girl herself involuntarily winced. She never liked the boy with the distant, lifeless face of a movie star. Vasilisa believed that this arrogant fellow, who imagined himself to be a king, was completely incapable of treating people normally.
- Hey, Roma, what are you doing? Let's go already, Alina is waiting. - Maxim patted his friend on the shoulder, throwing an interested glance towards Vasilisa. Just a couple of seconds later, the guy’s gaze went out and its owner lost interest in the blue-haired person.
- Go away, dude. Don't you see I'm trying to pick up a chick? - Roman smiled maliciously.
The girl was definitely offended by the word “remove,” but the informal party didn’t have time to be indignant, as the “nasty guy” put in his two cents:
- There's nothing to catch here. Went. You'll find a girl along the way.
- But I want this beauty! - The curly-haired boy smiled even wider, who now irritated Vasilisa much less than his disgusting friend.
- Pretty woman? Where's the beauty? - the “Horse in a Coat” began to look around in an act of surprise, taking the pose of a Sea Captain surveying the horizon. “Open your eyes, there are no beauties here.” Let's go to.
- Indeed, there are no beauties here. There are only freaks here. Moral. - the girl said quietly, mentally managing to reward the fair-haired man with a couple of unflattering epithets.
Maxim heard this phrase well, but in response he only chuckled, casting a last, expressionless glance at the girl with cold gray-green eyes.
Vasily was not particularly kind; moreover, the girl had a violent temper and a very vindictive character. Therefore, as soon as the offenders turned away and walked in the opposite direction from the bench, vigorously discussing something, the girl instantly jumped off the bench, grinning insidiously.
Within ten seconds both guys turned around with very colorful expressions on their faces.
Maxim, who had been hit on the head by a snowball, gloomily shook snowflakes out of his hair, scanning the bench for the would-be sniper.
And Roman, who received less significant injuries, that is, a snow ball in the back, simply laughed loudly, laughing at his friend from time to time.
There was no trace of Vasilisa.
Eyewitnesses to this incident only smiled, whispering mysteriously.
Everyone was worried about how this local star’s charm didn’t affect the restless informal girl? Moreover, she also received a “star” from the blue-haired one.
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Anastasia silently tapped her teeth in a dog waltz and looked around.
Groups of students rushed past, heatedly discussing something. Nastya was very interested in the conversation of one of them, in particular some informals, and she listened curiously.
- And she’s cool! This Max stood there with such a face, it was crazy! Well done, Vasyutka! - shouted some cheerful brunette, patting a certain blue-haired girl, standing with her back to Nastya, on the shoulder. Anastasia became interested in the familiar name, especially since she was sure that it was her Max they were discussing, since she herself was standing not far from his university, waiting for her beloved.
- My modest person cannot withstand this amount of attention. - the blue-haired girl said condescendingly in an even and calm voice.
Nastya squinted, trying to make out the face of the informal girl, but she still saw in all its glory her back in a black short coat, her thin waist, and her proud posture.
- Zaretsky and Kudryavtsev clearly confused something. - a tall guy with bright red ends of hair said tensely, hugging the neforka in his own way.
"Oh, Roma? What have they done? - Nastya perked up her ears.
- What exactly did they do? Why are you doing this, Liska? - asked their friend with a poisonous green hedgehog on his head, voicing Nastya’s thoughts.
“Ugh, a bunch of dregs of society.” - The dark-haired girl winced, wondering how Max managed to contact... Them?
- Oh, Wiz, better not ask. - apparently the same “Liska” shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, Vasyan, tell me…” the green-haired man said pleadingly.
- This curly-haired guy wanted to hit on me, and his star friend stood on the side and watched everything with his nasty little eyes. Then, when Curly started to come at me, I turned him off, but then... - the girl made a mysterious pause, - With a cry, “Chip and Dale are coming to the rescue!” He flew up to us.
- Zaretsky, or what?
- He is. Oh, I still don’t understand how I didn’t faint from the realization of how magnificent he is? He appeared and blinded poor me with his irresistibility. And then he stunned me. True, stupidity. I blurted out to my friend that they would pick up chicks somewhere else with some of their Alina, and I, you see, am not their type. - the blue-haired girl finished her fiery speech, finally snorting funny.
"Alina? Will they pick up chicks? Not their format? Maxim couldn’t say that... Although, why am I surprised. He doesn't even hide it. But he promised to meet me today, did he really deceive me?” - Nastya thought bitterly to herself, swallowing uninvited tears. My legs gave way, and my soul felt very disgusting. This was not the first time that Maxim did as he pleased with Anastasia. Played. He mocked me. And Nastya was silent.
A hot tear rolled down the girl's cheek. Many guys passing by looked at the thin, short, long-haired brunette with soft features. But Anastasia did not notice this.
- How do you know Maxim? - asked the dark-haired girl, who had pulled herself together, placing one manicured palm on the neforka’s shoulder from behind. Four pairs of eyes stared at the brunette with interest, and Vasilisa herself slowly and gracefully turned around, getting out of her friend’s arms.
- I've heard a lot. - The blue-haired girl answered her calmly.
"Oh, she's pretty. Only these idiotic glitter piers ruin everything.” - Nastya thought somehow distantly.
- I heard your conversation. Did he hit on you today?
- God forbid! - The blue-haired girl depicted extreme horror on her face, her gray eyes wide open. - He exclusively helped his friend. And your Maksik planned to hook up with a certain Alina. Yours, am I right? - the insightful Vasilisa squinted, looking at the stranger.
- My. - Anastasia answered in a weak voice.
- I sincerely sympathize. - her interlocutor made a grimace. The guys who had been standing nearby before delicately stepped aside, whispering to Vasya that they would be waiting at Molodezhka.
Before Nastya had time to answer anything, she became interested in the non-fork’s reaction.
Vasilisa suddenly frowned sharply and brought her light eyebrows to the bridge of her nose. The girl's eyes narrowed unkindly, and her lips pressed into a tight line.
Vasily herself was looking somewhere behind Nastya.
- I think I will go. - The blue-haired girl flashed her gray eyes and the next second disappeared behind the trees. Nastya only had time to notice bright blue hair flashing in the distance.
A moment later, Anastasia was completely at a loss. Someone's strong hands turned her sharply in the opposite direction, and then kissed her demandingly.
“Max...” the girl exhaled exhaustedly between kisses, recognizing her familiar, hard lips.
- Yes, baby. Max. The one and only. - the guy grinned smugly, hugging Nastya to him. The guy clasped his hands tightly on her waist.
- I missed. - the girl said pitifully, enjoying his closeness. A couple of snowflakes got stuck in the guy's light eyelashes, making him really look like the Ice Prince.
- Sorry. - Maxim shrugged, somehow reminding her of her recent interlocutor. -What were you talking about with the blue-haired girl?
Nastya was taken aback by the sudden change of topic, not wanting to admit to the freedom-loving Max that she had specifically elicited information about today’s incident from the non-fork girl. And he seems really familiar with the non-Fork girl...
- Answer when I ask you a question. It's not good to keep your interlocutor waiting for a long time, especially me. - Max said firmly, grabbing the girl by the chin and forcing her to look him straight in the eyes.
- We were just chatting. - The girl smiled tensely, to whom Max’s grip was not too pleasant.
- Are you lying? - squinted incredulously
Max.
- No! - Nastya blurted out instantly, forgetting that Maxim had been studying physiognomy for a long time, and faces for him were like an open book.
Max shook his head in disappointment.
- You will be punished for lying. - He whispered in her ear in a very gentle tone.
Goosebumps crawled down the girl’s back, and her heart began to pound somewhere in her throat. Maxim did not waste his words and Nastya knew it. The girl did not even dream of any punishments with romantic overtones (as in cheap romance novels). Her lover had other methods. The fair-haired young man could simply start ignoring the girl. For him, this was not particularly difficult, but Nastya was pining away without the one to whom she was so accustomed.
The guy pressed the girl tighter, lightly touching her cheek with his lips.
Max entered the game again. For him it was a simple touch, but Nastya’s knees were already shaking.
- How sensitive you are, Nastya. - The guy grinned sarcastically again.
- It’s a little difficult to hold the defense with you. - the girl smiled forcedly.
- I know. - Maxim said seriously, casually putting his arm around Nastya’s waist and leading her to the car.
His thoughts revolved around the blue-haired informal girl.
"Same eyes. I remember those eyes. Oh, and how angry the girl was... Funny thing. It seems I'll have a new toy soon." - Maxim thought maliciously, but then stopped short.
“What if it’s really her?” - an annoying thought was beating in the blonde head. Like a butterfly caught in a spider's net.
He hasn't seen his Little Fox for so many years. No wonder she has changed... But how could she end up here? At the same university as him. At the same faculty. Is she really, like Maxim, concerned about what happened five years ago? Does she really want to remember what they so desperately had to forget? But his girl was gentle and soft, in some ways even similar to Nastya. And this mean girl has a sharp tongue and is rude without a twinge of conscience.
He should check. And there is only one way for him to do it.
The careless, damned big man then severely slashed his Little Fox across the silky, snow-white skin, leaving a long, ragged scar on the girl’s body.
To see the scar, you either need to master X-ray vision or simply pull off the clothes of the wild girl. Maxim liked the second option better.
Max smiled wryly at his own thoughts.
- Maxik? - Anastasia, sitting in the next seat, carefully touched his shoulder. “Did you remember something?”
- No, rather, I came up with something. - the young man answered mysteriously and they set off.
The heavy snowfall subsided, giving way to the raging wind. He jumped from one tree to another, causing the thick-trunked branches to sway disapprovingly.
It seems they didn’t like the young man’s thoughts too much either.

Dating a girl For some men it’s easy and pleasant, while others are often plagued by failure. What could be the reasons for failures when meeting a girl:

1. Dating a girl doesn't go well because... she is in love, or you started dating a girl at the wrong time and in the wrong place.
2. When meeting a girl, she will ignore you if she doesn’t like you; she has a different type of man. The reason for failure is in the choice - look for girls who like you.
3. Meeting a girl can be disrupted if she is in a hurry and her thoughts are not tuned to love and romance. Or the girl is not going to get acquainted at all, since she recently broke up with her beloved man.
4. The reason for a girl’s refusal to meet can be strange stereotypes, for example, that meeting a man on the street or in transport is unacceptable.
5. Fear of failure or fear of rejection sometimes almost paralyzes a man when he wants to meet a beautiful girl. Cast aside shame, imagine yourself as a young man who has escaped from parental control; flirting and playing with a girl is natural and not shameful!
6. When meeting a girl, you want to be liked too much, you start to ingratiate yourself, and the girl refuses to meet you. The reason for failure is unnaturalness in your behavior.
7. When meeting a girl, a man must be confident and decisive. If you start meeting a girl with dubious questions and hesitations, this will cause failure.
8. Sometimes a girl deliberately delays the period of flirting and courtship, and her favorite game is “dynamo”. Learn to recognize girls for whom the main thing is to excite a man, but they do not go for intimate contact because they are afraid of being abandoned.
9. The girl just wants to flirt, charge herself with positive emotions, but she won’t go beyond a certain point, because her respectable husband is waiting for her at home.
10. There are girls who recharge themselves from the flirting, admiration and courtship of men, but have intimate relationships with a regular partner. No matter how inflamed you are, you will receive a refusal, because this is what is planned... The reason for failure is the wrong choice of a girl to meet.
11. Some men are attracted by the very inaccessibility of a girl when meeting her - there is a desire to certainly conquer and conquer. Think about whether the game is worth the candle. If when you meet a girl she doesn’t make reciprocal steps, don’t waste your time and energy. Soon you will meet a new interesting girl, meeting whom will be successful, and the desire to continue communication will be mutual.

There may be other reasons for failure to meet a girl that have nothing to do with you personally. Therefore, away from doubts and fears, and forward - towards flirting for the evening in