The Whole Guy Thing: What Every Girl Needs to Know about Crushes, Friendship, Relating, and Dating

The Whole Guy Thing: What Every Girl Needs to Know about Crushes, Friendship, Relating, and Dating

It’s time to deal with all those guy questions in your life. Guys can make life complex. Sometimes they’re nice, sometimes they’re not, and when they’re cute they sometimes leave our brains in a jumble. On top of seeing them every day, we have to figure out how to interact with the male gender, and exactly what to do with any romantic feelings. It’s no wonder girls have so many questions about guys! Well, here are answers to many of the issues and wonderings real girls like you have. The Whole Guy Thing explores how you can deal with boys now and in the future, as well as create self-respect that is rooted in God’s love. Featuring relationship topics, real feedback from guys, and even advice on how to talk to your parents about dating rules and guy-girl interactions, this may be the book you’ve been waiting for. 'A safe, readable book on a challenging topic that offers conservative, prayerful advice for young teens.' Kirkus Review -- Kirkus Review Nancy Rue has written over 100 books for girls, is the editor of the Faithgirlz Bible, and is a popular speaker and radio guest with her expertise in tween and teen issues. She and husband, Jim, have raised a daughter of their own and now live in Tennessee. The Whole Guy Thing By Nancy Rue Zondervan Copyright © 2012 Nancy Rue All right reserved. ISBN: 978-0-310-72684-5 Contents Chapter 1 "It Was Easier When They Were Annoying Little Pests.".....................7Chapter 2 "I Just Don't Get Guys."..................................................33Chapter 3 "I Feel Like a Geek.".....................................................51Chapter 4 "Can We Just Be Friends?".................................................75Chapter 5 "Do They Really Just Want One Thing?".....................................93Chapter 6 "So, What About Dating and Boyfriends?"...................................113Chapter 7 "Oh, the Drama."..........................................................125Chapter 8 "And All of This Is Important Because ...?"...............................151My Hope for You.....................................................................163 Chapter One "It Was Easier When They Were Annoying Little Pests." Take a minute to remember back when you were in, say, fourth grade. Maybe fifth. Think recess. The bell rang and the boys bolted out of the building already yelling—about what, nobody knew—and immediately got into an activity that involved throwing something or climbing on something or jumping from something or concocting something. Punching each other for no apparent reason was often part of that. If they stopped moving and started talking, it was either to plan the next throwing-climbing-jumping-concocting-punching thing, or to agree on how to get the most squealing out of the girls with their throwing-climbing-jumping-etc. They were complete pains, but they were predictable. If a disagreement arose among them, they solved it with either a shove or a shout, and five minutes later (if it even took that long) they were back to throwing-climbing-jumping as if nothing ever happened. And then there were you girls. You strolled out of the building, sometimes arm in arm, already chattering, and you sorted yourselves out into groups. One group always formed a knot by the fence. Another gathered around the playground equipment that nobody played on anymore because that wasn't cool. (The swings and see-saw were now more like furniture.) Still another group hung out by the water fountain, because all the boys ended up needing a drink at some point after all that throwing-climbing-jumping-concocting and punching. And even though they could be little pains, there was something mildly fascinating about them to those few girls who could tolerate them for more than seven seconds. Whether you made it your business to be around them or not, you most likely thought certain things about boys: "They HAVE to show off, as if people would forget they're there if they don't. Like that's gonna happen ... " "They're so gross! What's with that disgusting noise they make with their hands in their armpits? And burping the Pledge of Allegiance? Really? Body sounds and fluids are that hilarious?" "It's like making us scream is their career." "I want to stay away from them, which is pretty easy because, except for the making-me-scream part, they act like I have some weird disease they don't want to catch." You probably complained—most likely to your father, since he was a boy once—that males were annoying, to which said father most likely told you they purposely bugged you because they liked you. You could not figure out the logic in that, but you didn't spend much time worrying about it, because you had more important things to concern yourself with. Like your BFF and the girl drama that was constantly taking place. Yeah. You thought that was drama. Sometime around sixth grade, give or take a year, stuff like this probably