Already "introduced" DW2B (she is now DW). This was my story about 8th grade dance (six inch difference in height at the time - the wrong way!). FF to senior year in HS after I'd grown 10 inches. DW2B and I began to date steadily for a while. Call her Suzie Kowalski (not even close!)
During this time, I socialized quite a bit with a guy I'd also known since day one at school (K or 1st grade, I forget). Call him John. Since John had a car and I didn't, he would often invite me to dash out to McD's or BurgerChef for lunch instead of eating the swill in the school cafe. So, while we weren't close friends, we were quite friendly and I believed I knew him pretty well - and assumed he knew me pretty well. This was before I got a car and started to dash out for lunch with "Suzie".
My best friend all through HS (call him Ray) also knew John, at least as a classmate. One day, Ray, John and some other guys were talking about their various girl friends. No "conquest" bragging, just the fact that they had a girl friend was bragging rights enough, I guess. So Ray asked John "Who's your girlfriend?" John answered "Oh, you wouldn't know her." Ray pressed the issue. "I might know her. Come on, John, what's her name?" "Oh.... Kowalski" John answered. "You mean Suzie!!??" Ray asked, incredulously (knowing "Suzie" was my current squeeze.) "Yeah" John replied.
Ray relayed this story to me soon after and when I asked "Suzie" about it, she relayed how months earlier, John had asked her out for a coke. This was before she and I had become an "item" (in a HS sort of way). She went for a coke with John and decided in about 2 minutes that it was a mistake and basically never talked to John again - at least about going out.
Ray, Suzie and I all got quite a kick out of the incident. I actually felt sort of sorry for John. It's one of the awkward moments that seem to happen to all of us at one time or another as we start to make our way into the adult world. I never mentioned the incident to John and he has remained a friend of mine as well as "Suzie" over the years.
Okay, speaking of awkward moments, here's sort of the reverse of the above story. Before "Suzie" and I became an item, a girl I knew from a church group asked ME to her Jr. prom at another school. This was months before the prom and many weeks before "Suzie" and I became an item. I accepted, as she was a friend, a really nice girl, attractive and I didn't have any prospects for my own Sr. prom - I thought. The Jr. and I had no plans to "date" other than this one event.
As "Suzie" and i got closer, and eventually decided to go to our Sr. prom together (thank goodness, at least the other school's Jr. prom didn't coincide with our Sr. prom) I was trying to figure out how to either 1) get out of the commitment for the Jr. prom, 2) Hide the fact from "Suzie" that I was going to take another girl out or 3) Tell "Suzie" that I was taking another girl to a prom even though we were "going steady" or at least "steadily". This dragged on for many weeks and in the mean time, the two girls got to know each other through the same church group!! Somehow, the story never came out. I think the Jr. saw the dilemma and decided not to "out" me. As the big day approached for the Jr. prom, "Suzie" wanted to do something on the same night. I wussed out and uncharacteristically told her I had to do something else that night. Well, it took her 3 seconds to figure there was more to the story. (Guess she was prescient after all.) That's when I had to break down and tell her "the rest of the story". She handled it pretty well - I think mostly because she now knew the other girl fairly well and it was quite obvious to all that "Suzie" was my girl friend. So I did the Jr. prom and had fun, but it was still a bit of a strain for all three of us. "Suzie" and I subsequently went to our Sr. prom and had a great time - no strain at all. Over the years, we've all stayed friends though the miles have separated us from the Jr. girl.
A common thread I see in many of our various stories: No one could make this stuff up! It's just too wacky to be anything but true. Fiction might make better stories and be less embarrassing to all concerned. But what would be the fun in that?