I was a geek at school. The worst stereotype you could imagine, broken glasses taped in the middle, calculator in my shirt pocket, braces, anything you can use to describe a geek, that was me. Of course I sucked with the ladies, and I wasn’t good at making friends. I had one friend though, James. He was great at sports, all the girls wanted to date him. He was a womanizer, he would dump every girl right after sex; but still, I don’t know how he managed to do it, but all the girls wanted to sleep with him. Up until today, I had never asked him what was his secret. But I really liked Kat, a girl at school, and I was invisible to her. “Please James! tell me how you do it!?” I asked him, to which he replied, that he couldn’t tell me, but he could make me popular, and that way Kat would pay attention to me. Read more