finally, back from work and ready to finish.
though that was a bit longer then expected, rough day at work, but with out further delay...
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the next day was a Wednesday, which happens to be anime club which later turned into 'asian culture club' day, during a time when it was still... somewhat relatively fun.

i dont remember much of the day before lunch, which was when the club meet up so i wont exaggerate and tell you about how it was a horrible day and i noticed everyone staring at me! cus . up to this point, the day was as usual as every other day. nothing weird, or out of the ordinary happened to me.

when lunch started, i got out of class as quick as possible, rushed to the front of the food line to get the good **** before any of the other naggers people who annoy you, naggers could get to them. pay for my food, fill the soda cup all the way up to the rim, almost to the point of spillage. and head over to the science room for good old anime club.

i open the door, minding my own business, lay my food down in my usual seat. and wait for other members to show up.

by the time i finish my pizza, the president of the anime club comes to me and notifies me of the scariest knews i'll ever hear in my life.
to be honest with you, i was in so much shock, and in disbelief that i cant remember the exact wording. she herself had disbelief in her voice you see, the pressident and i were great friends in the beginning of high school, but we drifted apart, worst of all was it happened during our time as club officers. by that time (that wednesday), she and i were not friends.if anything, i think we held some bitterness against one another due to lack of communication. .

the president basically said. "hey, i dont know if you know about this, but i heard a nasty rumor about you... (name), did you touch Stacy inapropriately yesterday? i heard you attacked her, basically tried to rape her." and even though we had our differences, she KNEW what she was about to tell me does not sound like me what so ever.

at that moment, all dramatic signs of stress washed over me, heart stopped, cold sweat, stomach churned, about to crap my pants. one of my biggest fears has come true. sucks knowing how many people will blindly, without a question or doubt, take the girls side with out hearing the male's side. i myself was white knight at one point, and i knew many in the club. but i knew i did nothing wrong. after all those years of intimidation through religion, and 'male rape culture', i knew i needed to be smart and prepare for the worst.

the day before, when i was getting in the car, i took out a pocket sized notebook and started writing the events of what happened with my memory fresh. i was not gonna tell anyone, but i remembered what my friends said about Stacy and how crazy she is. being paranoid, i wanted to make sure i have a detailed copy of the events that happened. and that paranoia paid off.

i was in disbelief and asked her to tell me where the hell she heard that from.

"Stacy told me this earlier"

i looked at her in the eyes, and explained as truthfully as i could, "____, you know me, and i would never do such a thing. i was with her last night, but she made me swear not to tell anyone, you know me, believe me when i say this to you. i have no reason to lie about, cus i never did anything wrong."

and thats the thing, i was gonna be a beta white knight and keep to my word to the bitch that accused me of raping her.

the good thing is, like i said before, even thought the president and i had our issues against one another. she knows the type of person i am, and these words i WILL NEVER FORGET.

"____, if your telling me the truth, you need to talk to someone in guidance. this rape accusation is very serious. that counts as bullying and much more!" im glad to know she was sane.

part 1 of ?
taking longer than expected

so the following three days first counting wednesday where a bit interesting.

after she tells me this, i throw out my garbage and leave the club minutes after it started to find the friend that introduced me to stacy. the one that warned me about her. lets call him Jim. jim was a strong, religious orientated guy, and had a very nurturing attitude, not to mention as over caring and over protective, but very understanding too. he was what i would call, the right type of religious person. good in heart, with no ill will against others. he was one of the first people that found out about about what 'happened'.

im thankful that one, he knows stacy's past, and two that Jim has known me long enough to know my true self. even though Jim was a devoted christian, he was still a guy, and what do horny teenaged anime dorks love most? you guessed it! HENTAI! we'd talk normal guy stuff, share website names, etc. we were good close friends, not scared of to share our interest among friends. but before this turns any gayer than it needs to be. the point was, we were very close friends he knew me even better than the president.

that is not to say that he immediately knew i didn't do it. he also had somewhat white knight attributes due to his religiousness, but he was smart enough to want to hear my side of the story too. i told him what i told the president. 'you know the type of person i am, thats not me, stacy made me swear not to tell anyone.' adding in, that he, out of all people, should understand me not wanting to break a swear.

i forgot how it came to the conclusion, but Jim and i came to the conclusion to tell Stacy whoops almost wrote her real name to allow me to tell just one person to defend me. jim also knew of stacy's true intentions. which were quite obvious to him since he knows her better than most, though he keep quiet until i proved my innocence to him.

walking over to the picnic area where stacy and her FriendZoned guy that obviously and desperately craved her attention, love, and affection. sat at. as i got there, F.Z. stands up protectively trying to get in between us, giving me a disappointed frown.

"so im guessing she told you too huh?"
he noods
"did she tell you the full story? and the part her asking me to swear not to tell anyone what happened?" i say this looking past him at her, within earshot.

he looks at her a bit confused, but FZ was a smart guy, even though he was lovestruck, he knew Stacy was a bit unstable. and he was still my friend too. so he backed off and let me reach Stacy so i could speak to her.

the conversation somewhat went like this:
Me; why the **** would you say that about me? are you not gonna tell them what really happened?
Stacy; no
M; im being accused of rape!
S; i never said that word...
M; are you gonna defend me?
S; ... (no answer, basically no)
M; IM KEEPING MY PROMISE TO YOU! do you have any idea how serious this is?
she then says something about being scared or some **** like that. some excuse trying to not take any responsibility for her actions, and leave me accused.
M; im gonna have to tell my side of the story, do you want me to break my swear to you? i cringe at how stupid that **** sounds. but i wanted to be a man of my word =/
S; no...
M; then give me some leverage!

in the end, she finally nudged and let me explain to Jim what happened.
i first told him what i can remember, then i showed him the notebook.
he already knew of it from before, and he knows the **** i write there are serious. Jim later went to stacy and confirmed every small detail i wrote was fact. no questions.

part 2 of (im pretty sure it'll be 3, 4 max)

jim then tells me that stacy's ex broke up with her a few weeks prior to our first flirtations. seeing as were both latino, she tried to get her ex all jelly monster on my ass. and want to take her back. so after i left, she texted the ex trying to get his attention. but when she didnt get any replies from him, she texts FZ and tells him of the terrible tale about how evil me forced myself on her. and how she ended up crying she LATER specifies she to FZ that she cried on the inside, not outside where i would have noticed as i ravaged her breast, but i was too into to even notice. so Stacy now had FZ and his two best friends that were also into Stacy doing her bidding, spreading this rumor about me.

if it wasnt for two particular things, **** could have gotten a whole lot uglier. the damage may have already been done. god knows how fast that **** spread. in high school of less than 600 kids up to 150 per grade, 9-12 , rumors spread like wild fire. and something this juicy can not be stopped by any means. with half the day gone, lunch almost over, and not much else could be done for that day.

but the two things that kept it from getting bad were Jim being fully informed, and i have to thank my good reputation for helping me on this too. i was known around school for few things, mostly insignificant stuff. i wasnt a 'popular' kid, but i made great friends. nerd, cosplayer, geek, 'cool kid' among my dorky friends, nice guy white night >.> , sympathetic, carring, creative, blah blah blah, you get the idea.

and hearing me do such an action so out of character just didnt sit right with people. so that helped me hold things off on my end for the day until the next.
jim on the other hand made sure to clear my name among his classmates that knew or cared of the incident.
thankfully stacy and her gang backed off and didnt spread the rumor any further.

Thursday was only work, trying to locate everyone graced by the grapevine, and clear my name further. i dont recall much from that day, but i do recall the ending of Friday, when i talked to two older classmen who i looked up to. completely opposite in terms of views, actions, and appearance. lets call one Draft, and the other Pic.

part 3 of 4

almost done, already wrote down most of 4.

PIc was visiting my 3 hour elective course that day, it was a free day since we finished work early, so we were watching a movie. i went to Pic and explained to him the basics of the situation. falsely accused, i've cleared my name up with kids, but what if it reaches adult ears? i then did what my sneaky, loop hole searching lawyer self was most proud of.
"hey pic, so i swore to her i couldnt tell anyone... but i wrote it down here... like a diary or something?... im a leave my book open on this page over here while i go to the other side of the room and get some pizza... 'dont' look at it" and walked away.

that bastard didnt follow my directions and read the book, even though i told him not to wink [spoiler] wink wink [/spoiler].

i started heading back when i noticed him closing the book and putting it to the side.
he then told me that that chick was crazy, and that the club president was right, i should talk to someone if **** happens. i got a solid argument, but be cautious, Stacy sounded dangerous.

Draft shared that 3 hour elective with me. i did somewhat the same thing with draft.
Draft needed to get something from his car, and the teacher made me go with him to make sure he didnt blew off school. during the walk i asked him bout his girl experience. and bluntly asked if hed been accused before. at this point i say **** it to the swear and but read from the book as we walk.

his advice was along the lines of;
most girls are crazy, and this happens way more often than it needs to. as long as she didnt tell 'no' or 'stop' after giving you initial permission, you should be good. it's not rape if she regrets it afterwards. and as long as i stopped right away after being asked to, i havent done anything wrong.

he then went on to tell me about some of his experiences and how he dealt with them. but i was relieved.

part 4 of 4
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so what happened after? well, i graduated top of my class, went to mit, and became a dinosaur.
no, not really.

while it was a big scare, not much happened. i dont remember much negative aftermath towards me after the incident.

though...
something i had forgotten about; the president lost respect for me, or began to have an ill will agaisnt me or something.
i forgot until now that during an officer meeting, talking about planning for the future year of the club, the pressident mentioned us getting new younger members. and since stacy was a year under me, the president warned me not to go near or touch the new girls, in front of the rest of the officers.

like, really? do you really feel the need to tell me the obvious?
we already established the thing with stacy was just craving her ex's attention. im not that type of person. did i rub you the wrong way sometime between then and now?

though it could have been that bitterness we had against one another flaring up...



stacy on the other hand continued her downhill spiral. desperately trying to get her ex's attention, manipulating FZ into doing her bidding. last i remember she was on suicide watch list inside the hospital. she may have had depression too? idk

i still wanted to be her friend and help her through her rough time. yes she pulled a mega bitch move on me, but im the better person, i'll turn the other cheek, and try to help a friend in need. but it didnt work out in the end. she pushed everyone away.
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i dont think much of her on the normal day to day basis. but when ever i feel alpha and am scoring some major points with a girl, Stacy comes to mind and haunts my every move. i fear of meeting another crazy bitch who will accuse me once more. i dont wanna deal with that again, now specially that i'm of legal age to go to prison. i'll revert back to my geeky, awkward, over cautious self. which ends in me losing all points i scored earlier...

meh....

thats my tail, any questions or comments?

very crazy story bro
bit im glad you dont let stupid snit get in the way of your life

Damn. The more and more stories I hear like this the more I start thinking this "Dating" thing might not be a good idea. Or I'll just have to wear a GoPro everywhere I go.

well, in my opinion, the best option is just to be cautious.

in my paranoia, i've thought about getting hidden body cams for every day life in case of any bad confrontations i might come across, such as; a crazy psycho bitch like stacy, or maybe a crocked cop.
it wouldnt have to be a camera even, sometimes just audio is enough.

but putting my paranoia aside, we got to live and learn. i learned some signs to look out for so i dont repeat **** like this again. for example, if your bros tell you the chick your after is crazy (in a bad way), then you should probably listen to them, your bros probably have the best intention for you. dont let your dick guide you.

Point.

eh dont be scared if anything
ever happens just tell the truth
because more likely the girl will some how screw nerself over and
be found guilty if anything

I'll keep that in mind.

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