This is a story about me not growing up

One year ago, I met this girl. I was out partying with my university friend, and she introduced us, and it seems we talked a lot that night, even I don't remember any of it, just because we have pictures. She added me on facebook, and I accepted her to be polite. So now I could see her updates. I remember perfectly how she put up the song Impossible by Shout Out Louds, and I immediately fell for it. As the time passed I discover she had an amazing musical taste, it was a lot like mine. She started liking my videos, then I started to like hers, and then she started commenting. First we only commented about music and short comments. The 'conversations' started to become bigger, and when she found out I was going to Denmark we discover our common love for europe, european guys and of course european unknown bands. While I was in Denmark we started to talk very often, always through facebook of course, but sometimes I talked with her more than with my friends. We have a lot of things in common, we are a lot like each other, so we have a connection. When I came back we decided it was time for us to meet in person, as we only had met once. It is not only part of my imagination she wanting to be friends with me, she even asked my phone number to meet. After a few failed tries, we finally met. But she came with a friend. I don't mind, I think he is awesome and hilarious but, I kind of wanted some time for the two of us alone, to become the real good friends I know we can be. After that, now let's meet again. This friday there was a day-party, and I was going with the friend we have in common, so we arranged to meet there. I really wanted to see her, and talk to her. I was there and SHE called ME, where are you? blah blah blah...she came where I was,not alone with her friend again, and I was with another friend of her so she sat with her, and I talked all the time with her friend, I insist in that he's hilarious but I really wanted to talk to her. When I was talking to him, I was looking at her, like trying to say, hey! I'm here, the girl you've been months talking with in facebook, but she didn't even look at me. Her friend left and she stayed a litlle more, still without looking at me. When she finished talking with her friend I tried to start a conversation with her, even she was sitting a bit far, she just answered shortly, quite distant I think, and then she left and said we'll see each other later! Ok, I thought, it is still soon, we are too sober let's wait a few hours see what happens. I didn't see her again. I called and texted her to see where she was to meet and she didn't answer, I still don't know if she received it. The night came and I went out with my friend. We bumped into her and her friends in a bar, and my friend's boyfriend was there too, so I let them be alone for a while and I stayed with her. The same thing happened, the wall was more interesting than me and I was all the time talking with her friend, because she was very busy with her friends. I mean, ok you are with your friends and want to be with them but I don't go out around there everyday and after insisting so much through facebook that you wanted to party with me now you have me there you just ignore me? I don't understand really...We went to another bar and the situation was the same, so my friend and I just left, and all I could think of her was that she is an idiot. I wanted to send her a message on facebook telling her the truth about how I felt, like she just ignored me, and seriously, what the fuck? but we are not that close yet to tell her I didn't like how you treated me so I didn't know what to do. Finally, I cut out the bad feelings and thoughts, and wrote a funny message like it was kind of fun seeing each other. She answered like everything was normal so I will just forget about it. The thing is she has promised a thursday night out, like a night out together, obviously not just the two of us, but I hope that night we can really talk and become closer. I quite know, we are a lot like each other, she can be one of my best friends if she wants to, but come on girl, put some effort! so I have a lot of doubts now, and this is strike 1. Because I know she worths it. I will allow the strike 2, because seriously I know I would miss her songs, with swedish bands, and the stupid conversations about boys we have. These days I have been really depressed, after-denmark depression, and sometimes just got on facebook and see her comments cheered me a bit up. So I am praying we don't get to strike 3, because I know I would miss her. But if she doesn't try, me neither. I have a little proud, penpal.