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Hi! My name is Tim, and this is a story about how I wanted to impress a girl so much, I almost burned a house down. With people in it. This is not like me at all, and I can’t even believe this happened. It basically all started with a lie.

Even before it all began, I fell in love with a girl from my school who was one grade older. Her name is Olivia and for weeks already I’ve been trying to talk to her. I’ve been hanging around at lunch breaks, hoping there would be a chance to start a ""natural"" conversation. For a very long time, nothing happened, and I was too shy to just talk to her.

But then on one of those lunch breaks, I overheard Oliva’s conversation with her classmate. They were talking about a group of older guys, who are actually pretty famous at our school. I’ll call them The Crew. It’s hard to say what’s so special about them, maybe it’s… everything? In a dictionary, the word ‘awesome’ is probably illustrated with their photos. They are 3 guys and 2 girls that always hang out together, and they are an electronic band that plays shows not only at our school, but also at venues around town. They all look 25, and are ""cool"" and popular and they've never ever bullied anyone – more than that, if they see that someone is being bullied, they go out of their way to protect them. But apart from that, they hang out separately and don't really talk to anyone else.

So Olivia was relatively new to our school and she was telling her friend that she’d really like to get to know these guys somehow, but that she didn’t know how.

I was with my friend Jim at a table right next to her (I’m not a stalker… I don't think…), and I have no idea what I was thinking… but I felt like this was my chance. I turned to her table, apologized for overhearing the conversation, and said that I knew the guys from the crew pretty well, and that I could introduce her if she wanted. And that was a huge and shameless lie. I guess I kinda blacked out and just… said it.

“Awesome!” she said, ""Why don’t we do that now?” This was when I panicked. I did not know what to do... I was trying to buy some time and LUCKILY after a couple of minutes the group stood up and left. She did not see it and I was like: “Oh no, they already left… Well, maybe some other time then.” I did not care when that “other time” would be. Our contact had been established.

I guess I was hoping she’d forget my promise, but couldn’t forget the fact that we were now acquainted. I know, I know, there’s zero logic in it, but like… that happens when you talk to your crush for the first time. I guess most of us go through this at some point.

In the evening, it got even better. Or even worse, I'm still not sure. She DMed me on Instagram. Yeah... she found my account, followed it, and DMed me to remind me about the promise. We texted each other for an hour or so and I felt like the happiest person on Earth. But as it often happens, in the morning that feeling was gone, and it had been replaced by fear. The moment I woke up, I realized that now I really had to introduce her to people that I did not know. And there was no way out of it.

I started thinking of ways to get to know the crew “naturally.” But as you have probably already guessed, I’m not too good at stuff like that. In addition, younger guys and girls are trying to hang out with them all the time, like sit down at their table at lunch, but they just look ridiculous.

I definitely needed help, so I decided to ask my friend Jim, who I've already mentioned. He’s basically the only person I can trust at school, so I didn’t have much of a choice. I’d be happy to say that the crazy idea you are about to hear was his, but I’m afraid it was mine. And he agreed with it, so I’m not the only one accountable, right?
Anyway, here’s what we decided to do. Jim knew where the garage where they were playing music was located. It was not a garage by a house, just a set of garages and warehouses on the outskirts of town. They would come there to practice every Thursday and Saturday. So, the idea was to bring a little bit of gasoline and to set the garage on fire… just a little bit. Like… to create an illusion that it was on fire, and then for me to save them like a hero from ""the fire,"" and get to know them like this. Naturally. The best ice-breaker ever. God, it all sounds even dumber than I thought.

Jim was with me to help. And we decided to do this on a Saturday, when the crew was supposed to be at the garage. And that’s what happened: I poured some gasoline on the wall right beside the garage door, I lit a match, and…


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I Caught My Gf With Her Prof

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Hey. My name is Dave and I'm 20 years old. I think everyone knows what jealousy is, and many people have even felt it… But in my case, it went too far. I ruined my future because of jealousy. Alright, I`ll tell you my story. It all started last year in my college cafeteria. I saw a very beautiful girl who was eating at another table. I don't know what happened, but I couldn`t take my eyes off of her. I literally just stared at her and it felt like my brain shut down for about 2 minutes... It only turned back on when she came up to me. The cutest face in the world said to me, "What are you looking at, moron?" In truth, if she had said something different, perhaps I would not be that interested, but after this "moron" comment, I was totally hooked. After that, I found her on Facebook, added her as a friend, immediately apologized for the awkward situation, and explained that normally I do not stare at girls, but she was an exception. She laughed and said that she actually kind of liked it. We talked and exchanged some memes. It was cool, but the problem was, she didn't tell me about one little detail. I asked her out, but the answer stunned me. She already had a boyfriend. I was like, "What?" If she had a boyfriend, why was she so easy going with me? More importantly, why was she flirting with me? I asked these questions to her and her answer was interesting... She said she liked me, and she was tired of her boyfriend. Yeah, this answer meant that she had a boyfriend right now and that was not good, but I knew that she definitely gonna end up with me. And, well, as I expected, she broke up with her boyfriend a couple of days later. And we started dating. We were together for six months and it was cool. But sometimes we fought, and it`s always been for the same reason... jealousy. It bothered me that she was too easy going with guys, while I limited my communication with other girls. And of course, the circumstances from the beginning of our relationship just fueled the fire, so I was always on high alert. You know, cause she had broken up with her previous boyfriend so easily. There were many reasons to be jealous, but an incident with Mr. Orton made me angry. He was a young history professor. I noticed that on days when Megan had history classes, she always dressed up prettier than usual. And once, when we were sitting at McDonald's, she left her phone at the table and went to place her order. And right at that time, Mr. Orton called her, and the picture on his contact was their joint selfie. Of course I started a fight. I didn't like that she was so nice to him. But she said it was just because she wanted a good grade in history. It was our biggest fight, and we even stopped talking for a few days. But then I apologized for overreacting, and she apologized for giving me a lot of reasons to be jealous. After some time, as part of a scientific expedition, our college began to gather students to go camping at Yellowstone National Park. Megan liked the idea, and she asked me to go with her. But I couldn't go. I already had a family trip planned to go to another city for my uncle's birthday. And it was clear that the expedition was going to be interesting, but I still couldn`t go. I didn't want to let Megan go alone, so I asked her to not go on the trip either. Especially when I found out that Mr. Orton would be leading this hike... Yeah, whatever, I was still jealous. Even though she really wanted to go she understood how I felt and agreed to stay home. So everything was cool. I went to the birthday party and had a great time with my family. I told Megan I was going to go to my uncle's for a week, but I managed to get back a couple of days early. I decided to surprise her and went to her house without calling her first. Her parents opened the door and I asked for Megan, but they said that she was still in Yellowstone and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. This information stunned me. I wanted to call her to sort things out, but I decided to give her a chance to come clean. So I just said, "Hey, where are you now?" But she told me she was at home. So, I caught her lying and started yelling at her. She wanted to apologize, but her credibility was compromised because, if she lied to me once, she could have lied to me before. We argued again and I was so angry that at some point I just yelled, "We're breaking up," and hung up. She started calling me nonstop, but I ignored her. The next day I told my friends about what happened... To cheer me up, they invited me to a party, and I thought, "Why not?" After all, she's to blame for what happened, and now I'm a free man and I can do whatever I want... ★ DO YOU WANT TO GET YOUR STORY ANIMATED? SEND IT TO [email protected] IT WILL BE GIVEN A VOICE OVER BY A PROFESSIONAL ACTOR AND AN ANIMATOR WILL MAKE A VIDEO OUT OF IT! ★ Subscribe ACTUALLY HAPPENED https://bit.ly/2J5HP7j Music by Epidemic Sound: https://www.epidemicsound.com #actuallyhappened