Anna the gothic beauty

You had taken maybe the biggest swing of your life, and you had one chance to get it right, or so she had said. You had seen Anna around campus, hell, everyone had. She caught every eye with her Victorian style black lace or latex outfits, looking like a model at all times. You were enamored with her at first site, and yesterday you finally built up the nerve to go up to her.

“Hi!” You tried to say friendly, but she simply gave you a pitiful confused look, like you were simply an animal that was out of place. “Um... I’m sorry if this is awkward, but I’ve been unable to forget you ever since I’ve seen you. Could I.. could I take you in a date?”

She chuckled disdainfully. “Boy, you know how many people ask me out every day? And every one of them I turn down. How are you different?”