Mr. Perfect? Try "Mr. Realistic".

Everyone wants a boy (even other boys, haha Gavin). Everyone wants a boy thats sensitive, cute, funny, attractive, and...experienced. But Mr. Perfect doesn't exist. He's either a complete douche bag (most) or he's the sweetest, most innocent thing. If he's younger, however, they feel too young. And we all have to avoid those sexy, mysterious, mature college students with the 5 kegs and hot bod waiting for you at your car before you enter the campus. Never settle. That's obvi. But what isn't so obvious is how to sort through them. First impressions don't count for shit. The fakes wont be identified until many, many encounters. Whats unfortunate about this, is the fact that either of you may loose intrest or find something else. Someone with at least 1/15th of the qualities it takes for him to get anywhere near your pants or bra strap. Boys use. They can't help it. You have a couple options: Use back (better known as whores), Remain defenseless and seek hopelessly for someone to compliment your "purity" and will respect the fact that you want to protect your "v-card", or...well, read a good book? Girls have been known to fall in love with the pages and (super hot, awkward vampire)men within a fictional reality. YEAH. That is f'd up. Butttttt, whatever floats your boat. And my final peice of advise- if you find yourself in a relationship with the boy that has all the qualities your looking for and everything is going smoothly, stand back and look at it from the outside. Don't plug your ears when your BFF's tell you he's been with other girls at the same time. Their probably right. Also, look at the group he's associated with. If he's called "playa" by the guys as soon as you walk away, that's most likely what he is.

Girls (and Gavin), please be patient. He's coming. Mr. Perfect? No. But a Mr., that's for sure.

So you wanna know Gavin and Emily?

emily's goods:

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i'm emily. i'm a 17 year old homeschool student stuck in a small town in michigan called byron center. i dye my hair like i breathe. the only thing i'll ever wear is a pair of skinnies and a v-neck. put me on a deserted island with nothing but my blankey and i'll be fine. i'm rough around the edges; i smoke like a chimney and i swear like a sailor. but i'm still a momma's little girl.

gavin's shit:

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i'm gavin. im also 17, just turned it too. i go to school, and unfortunately im no better at it than you are. Im def gayyyyy. Holla if you feel meeeee :) i'm that skinny, pale, emo-haired boy from down the street. i've been called sarcastic, out-there, and one to notice. i've never been into anything that doesn't scream "GAVIN!". i do what i want. personal style is a must. so is a controlled ego.