Besides Lisa, John was pretty much my only good friend here at university. Its not that I’m a bad person, its just most girls hate me because I’m so beautiful. Not only that, but because they know that I know just how hot I am. People say that I am way over confident and that my big ego gets in the way of the conversation too much. I say the hell with them, who needs jealous girls like that in your life?

And it is because they are jealous. I know this because the pretty, sexy girls never bother me. It’s only the girls on the lower end of the standard scale. And as far as guys go, I just dont like them, most of them. I just find that most guys are idiots. And too many of them touch me when I dont want to be touched.

"What?" I answer, giving her a little attitude, because honestly, after a while, you get sick of slutty stupid blondes.

"You’re just so sexy. I’ve never…Ive never seen someone so…..so….."

"Sexy?"

"Yes!" She shouts, as if she won the lottery.

Normally, I would make some comment to her, you know, tell her how good she looks. Either that or I would ask her if she wanted me, just not in those exact words. She would nod  and we would go upstairs.

The only difference was, I was under a lot of stress and I didnt feel too hot. I threw up a few times today, which is why I havent drank anything yet. I dont want to worsen my condition.

I guess I was somewhat saved because she passed out a few minutes after that.

I didnt waste any time, I rapidly rushed to get up and move as far away from her as possible. It’s hard though, I’ll tell ya. It’s hard being this hot, it’s hard telling girls no. It’s hard to look at their faces when they find out that I wont have sex with them.

My eyes searched the wide room for John. When I didnt see him, I assumed he already found some girl and was upstairs. Most people think hes an asshole. He isn’t. And most people think hes only after sex…and well, he is. But either way, hes not a bad guy. I mean, he would never hurt a girl or nothing. I think thats why we get along so well, we relate. I dont want a relationship and neither does he.