Once there was a 14-year-old boy that loved to fish. There was a summer in his life the only thing that seemed lovelier than a largemouth bass, was Sheila Mant. He wants to ask her out but is too scared, so he admires her from afar.
OMG Sheila, you're so funny!
She's so perfect!
I'm weak haha! LOL
Finally, August comes and he decides to ask Sheila out. He goes to her house's lawn and invites her to Dixford.
There's a band in Dixford 2morrow night a 9. Wanna go?
We'll go by canoe!
Sure! You have a car?
Too nervous to sit at home, he decides to get in his canoe early and automatically leaves with his fishing rod in it. He arrives 10 minutes early for Sheila.
We can go on my dad's car if you want.
TBH it's faster this way. Anyway, parking's tense up there.
She's so cute!
After a while of talking, Sheila notices there's something wrong and asks him what it was. He realizes a huge bass is hooked on the rod and decides he must not tell her.
WTH was that?
It's probably just bats!
This girl better be worth losing this huge bass!
As they're on their way, he has to choose between the bass or Sheila Mant. He decides to let the bass go and continue the date with Sheila. Sheila then continues to talk about herself and complain.
My legs are low key sore! We there yet?
Here goes nothing!
After a long ride, they finally arrive and hang out. When the night is almost over, Sheila tells him she'll be leaving on Eric Caswell's Corvette. He doesn't think much of it but knows he'll never make the same mistake of choosing someone over what he loves.
This is lit!
This night was straight fire, but I think I'm going to skurt with Eric on his Corvette!
Can't believe I just got curved! I'm never making the same mistake again!