That’s what I’ve always been. The quiet, shy girl that liked school and wasn’t part of the popular cliques. I found science and math more mentally challenging than memorizing cheer and dance routines, and that didn’t earn me any social points in high school. I was too pretty for the brainy boys and scared away the jocks. I was the girl in between. And it sucked. I had so much to offer and no one to experiment with. Getting drunk by raiding my parents’ liquor stash with my best friend didn’t count. My lack of social life wasn’t because my parents kept me under lock and key. My mom tried to nudge me to participate in class events. She even suggested parties. I was terrified.
College—my fresh start. I was determined to lose my shyness like a layer of skin. I was ready to come out and experience everything life had to offer. No one would know me at a culturally diverse university.
Then I met my new best friend. She was identical to me, but then so different. Smart. Beautiful. Outgoing. A web development major. I became the test subject in her group project—a social media site for those looking to partner up. One place for those of all interests to come together. The success of your match came down to the profile. What better place to come out of my shell than behind a screen. I set one up.
He was everything and more. Smart. Driven. Sexy. A domineering personality. It didn’t even bother me that he was older. He was okay with us taking things slow. Working our way up from a simple email to the Candy Cam aspect of the site. It was perfect. But online never stays online for long. He wanted to meet. I didn’t. I was so confident online, but in real life I was quiet and awkward. Then my roommate invited me home for the weekend.
That perfect man—turns out he’s my roommate’s dad.