If you have a special spot for zero to hero stories, have I got a field report for you!
A bit of background before I get into the good stuff: I had been talking over face-book to a mate that I hadn't seen in the best part of seven years. He was getting really pumped for his 18th (For those of you that don't know, an 18th in Australia is like a 21st in America) and he very kindly gave me an invite to his 100+ people party. I knew absolutely no-one with the sole exception of my mate. To make matters worse, there were a couple of girls there who vaguely remembered me as a dweeb from junior school.
The odds were firmly stacked against me, but I'm the kind of guy who loves a challenge.
When I arrived at the venue, I was quite lucky that the first person who saw me was in fact the host of the party - my long lost mate. We got to chatting and he saw fit to introduce me to a bunch of his friends. Static introduction - "Hey guys, this is Nick."
With no background given alongside my name, it would have been difficult for anyone to make meaningful conversation with me right off the bat. I knew that I had to make an impact, so I decided to take ownership of the group. I shook everyone's hand getting names, while at the same time positioning myself into the middle of the group. When I went to shake one of the girl's hands, she looked at me weirdly and told me that, "She doesn't shake hands - she's a girl". Whatever. I gave her a hug instead.
I spent most of the first couple of minutes with them chatting to the guys of the group - asking about their interests and voicing my approval of those that were interesting. I found common ground with the guys with football (soccer), and I used this topic to bring the girls into the conversation.
ME: "And which team do you girls support? I'll give you a hint, the correct answer is Man U"
HB9: "I don't have a team! I'm not much of a soccer fan."
ME: "No! We can't be friends!" (I turn my body away) "I had such high hopes for you too!"
ME: "Tell you what, from now on if anyone asks you're a Manchester United fan! You hate Liverpool, Arsenal and anyone who doesn't love football as much as you!"
HB7: "I don't watch football because I'm a girl" (Probably a shit-test)
ME: "That's the second time that you've mentioned you're a girl. Okay! I get the hint, jeez"
All the while I'm smiling, laughing and being LOUD. I'm projecting an air of confidence, and the members of the group start drawing closer to me. The HB7 picks up on my accent (slighty english) and I tell her a funny story about how I used to live in the UK. I allude to the fact that I'm kept very busy between juggled interests: university, coaching tennis and playing tennis (I don't give any information as to how good I am - this ended up being brought up by the host, who then told everyone I am essentially professional [dhv]). When we get our photos taken by the photographer, both the HB7 and HB9 latch onto either side of my arms. I'm receiving plenty of IOIs from both of them.
I isolate the HB9 from the group to go get some drinks. By this time she's comfortable with me having my arm around her. I reduce the distance between us and when the moment felt right, I went for the kiss. She responded well initially but, before I could break it off, she stops telling me that there's a guy in her life that wouldn't like me kissing her.
I freeze her out, pushing her away, and telling her that, "I'm not going to step on anyone's toes. If you have a boyfriend you shouldn't be kissing me". She says that he's not exactly a boyfriend, moves closer and kisses me. (Sidenote: Best kiss of my life. She has skills )
We go back to the group and another guy has entered, chatting up the HB7. I go to introduce myself but, he shrugs my hand aside. amoging me, really? I resumed chatting to the group, turning my back to the newcomer. The HB7 starts talking to me, and the guy ends up giving up in another 5 minutes.
I leave the group and open a two-set of girls but, I end up being dragged away by the HB9. Can't have everything, I guess. We make out for a bit before I walk off to get another drink.
Both the HB7 and HB9 walk up to me arm in arm.
HB9: "Nick! We just kissed each other!"
ME: "I don't believe you! Prove it!"
(They proceed to make out in front of me)
ME: "I can't take it anymore. I need to get in on this!"
(I join in... yes, it was fantastic. HB9 stops.
HB9: "This is wrong."
Me: "This is SO wrong."
Then I kissed her again.
Soon, they were asking to chill over at my house. I don't have sex with people that I've just met so I made my excuses about why they couldn't come over. I heard from their friends that they were fangirling me in the morning.
So there you go. At the start of the night, I knew no-one. By the end of it - half the party knew me... the whole party knew of me. Why did this happen to me? Because I walked into that party like it was mine. A drunk girl came up to me and told me she thought I was good-looking. I told her, "I know." and walked off. Confidence is EVERYTHING.
Do me a favor. Next time you enter a high energy event, walk in like you're THE SHIT. That's the secret to inner game.