I just recently made the choice to start talking to people. I'm usually not very talkative to people I don't know, I talk too fast, and I just started working on confidence. I have never been good with friends of women. With that being said, please read the entire thing.

Here's a little backdrop. This was not necessarily a "cold-approach," but an acquaintance that I know from the restaurant I used to work at. I used to see her and her family occasionally, and she's an HB9. We've never really said more than hi to each other and haven't ever had a "real conversation." I don't see her often because she goes to a university in the different part of the state.

When I first met her I was 155 lbs at 15% BF. I've put on quite a bit of muscle since then, so now I'm 185lbs at about 10% BF.

When Approaching her I had no game-plan or intention to close. My main goal was to have an interesting conversation. My method right now is to try to develop organic conversation skills that can evolve with me as my game evolves, so I just walked up to her and started talking.

My main focuses here were maintaining appropriate eye contact, remaining non-reactional to body language and verbal cues, and exuding a sense of confidence that radiates the aura of, "I'm perfectly comfortable with who I am and I don't need anything from you."

Me (jokingly): "Hey, I wasn't expecting to see you here during this time of the year. Aren't you supposed to be at school right now, or did you just decide to run down here to hop on the eliptical?" (She runs marathons)

Her (giggling enthusiastically): "Oh, hey! No, I transferred to your school!"

Me (Taken aback): "Oh, really?"

Her: "Yes, I wasn't doing so well in my previous major, so I switched to Exercise Science."

Me: "Come on, I thought you were smarter than that! I can't believe it took you this long to realize that this is what you should have been doing in the first place."

Her: "Yeah, definitely! It's sad you knew that before I did. What are you doing now?"

Me: "Finishing up my Accounting degree, but it's been tough to keep this scholarship. I don't mean to cut you off, but I'm in the middle of my workout and I don't like to talk to much when I'm focused. (Start walking away)"

Her (Kind of caught off guard): "Oh, okay... I understand."

Me (Turning back around): "You know what, I do need help with my cardio though. That is something you can definitely help me with... (micropause) ... However, if I start straggling or I pass out I'm counting on you to revive me. Since I'm in a hurry right now next time I see you I'll get your number and we'll set something up."

At this point I didn't give her a chance to respond, I just turned around and continued my workout. For the next 35 minutes I would catch her eyeing me out of my peripheral vision, and at one point when I switched machines she walked by, smiled at me, and began stretching provocatively in front of me and then left.

Seems like ya played this pretty fuckin' perfectly. Perhaps no instant coitus, but here's the key section of dialogue and action:

Her: "Yeah, definitely! It's sad you knew that before I did. What are you doing now?"

Me: "Finishing up my Accounting degree, but it's been tough to keep this scholarship. I don't mean to cut you off, but I'm in the middle of my workout and I don't like to talk to much when I'm focused. (Start walking away)"

Women with absolutely no interest don't advance the conversation with "what are you doing now?" You could have swallowed the bait and stuck around or pitched some canned shit, but walking away left her wondering why you weren't more candid, and this intrigued.

Don't call or make any contact. If you know when she'll be there next, just show up. You've probably got a 2-3 day window until she mentally moves on, so don't wait too long. Don't notice her at first, only when you casually walk by. At that point--having already previously negged her about a strange downgrade in career choice, and having her on the professional ropes--you can, after a stoic greeting, go with something like:

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you: "what'd you say you do now? exercise science?"

Me: yep.

you: Who knew such a thing existed. And that's seriously a major?

me: Yeah. It really works.

you: Uh-huh. I'll believe it when I see it. How much for private lessons? I'm not trying that shit out in the open.
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Then, by giving your justifiable time restraints as someone with a real major, make an evening appt. on your time. It's a bit of a gamble, but I'd say by placing her academic insecurity on the line, there's a good chance you'll get a session at her house or yours and the physical element will lead to fucking.

sounds like a job well done