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Authors: Julie Prestsater
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just thinking about Alex’s worthiness . The only thing I’ve ever done with a guy is kiss with a little boob action. There were times when my hands, or the guys, were straying toward the nether regions but we either chickened out or got interrupted.
Maybe I’m all hot like this because I haven’t kissed a guy since the eighth grade dance. It was a good one too. Eric is so freakin’ hot. He must’ve watched soap operas or Sex in the City to know how to move his lips and where to put his hands. He always touched the side of my cheek first, then put his hand through my hair and pulled me toward him. It always started out gentle and sweet, then ended savage-like, as I could feel the tug on my hair, and my lips and tongue molded into his. It didn’t hurt or anything, it was roughly satisfying. I could live with kisses like that for the rest of my life. Let’s just say, I could’ve probably used a panty liner every time Eric kissed me. And, he was a good boyfriend too. Why did I break up with him again?
Damn, maybe I forgot about Eric too soon? Hmm...I’m going to have to check him out in English on Monday. Since we have English sixth period, if things go well, I can talk to him after school as well. Maybe a little hook-up will take my mind off Alex and Amy.
And Ben, too. What the hell is going on with him anyway?
I must’ve been daydreaming for quite a long time, because when Amy comes into my room, I realize I missed the whole movie. I remember watching the beginning and that’s about it. I probably wouldn’t have noticed the credits rolling if Amy hadn’t shown up.
What the heck is she doing here?
“So what’s up, Amy?” Keesha glares at her. “Your calendar wasn’t all booked up this weekend?”
Keesha can be rude sometimes, but Amy deserves it. I can’t remember the last weekend we were all together. Oh wait...yes I can...it was when Alex and Amy hooked up for the first time. Wow. It seems like eons ago.
Amy just plops on my bed next to Steph. “So what are you guys doin’ tonight?” She’s acting as if nothing has changed.
“This is it.” I throw my hands into the air. “Don’t faint or anything with all this excitement, okay?”
I’m trying to be funny to break the ice, but I don’t think it’s working. They all just stare at me.
“Yeah, we’re just going to hang out, watch movies, eat, that’s about it.” Steph gives her the run-down.
“Sounds good,” Amy mutters. She then asks, hesitantly, “Mind if I stay?”
Keesh, Steph, and I look at each other surprised, before Keesha says, “Go for it; knock yourself out.”
We all just look at each other again, unsure what we’re going to do or say next. I take out my storage totes with nail polish, files, clippers—all the mani-pedi essentials. I begin by swabbing away the polish from my toes, smearing black paint on my skin. The others begin pillaging through the boxes. Keesha takes out some cotton balls to use with the nail polish remover. Amy takes out some bright blue nail polish. Steph grabs a nail file before walking over to my stereo.
Soon, all I hear is the familiar set of America’s Top 40 coming from my stereo. I love listening to KIIS at night. JoJo is freakin’ hilarious.
“Girls, listen, listen...JoJo is going to do the Question of the Night,” I exclaim.
We all stop what we’re doing and listen.
“Tonight, we’re taking callers from people with the most embarrassing doctor’s visit. We want to hear it all. What did you do? What did your doctor do? Who was it embarrassing for? Your doctor or for you? Let’s take our first caller...we’ve got Kim here, calling in from the I.E....tell us your story,” he announces.
“Hi JoJo...well, this one time I was in the patient room waiting for my doctor to come in. When he did, he had a big fat chub showing through his scrubs. I could actually see the shape of his friend in clear detail, I could probably pick it out in a line up,” the caller says.
Oh, my
Maybe I’m all hot like this because I haven’t kissed a guy since the eighth grade dance. It was a good one too. Eric is so freakin’ hot. He must’ve watched soap operas or Sex in the City to know how to move his lips and where to put his hands. He always touched the side of my cheek first, then put his hand through my hair and pulled me toward him. It always started out gentle and sweet, then ended savage-like, as I could feel the tug on my hair, and my lips and tongue molded into his. It didn’t hurt or anything, it was roughly satisfying. I could live with kisses like that for the rest of my life. Let’s just say, I could’ve probably used a panty liner every time Eric kissed me. And, he was a good boyfriend too. Why did I break up with him again?
Damn, maybe I forgot about Eric too soon? Hmm...I’m going to have to check him out in English on Monday. Since we have English sixth period, if things go well, I can talk to him after school as well. Maybe a little hook-up will take my mind off Alex and Amy.
And Ben, too. What the hell is going on with him anyway?
I must’ve been daydreaming for quite a long time, because when Amy comes into my room, I realize I missed the whole movie. I remember watching the beginning and that’s about it. I probably wouldn’t have noticed the credits rolling if Amy hadn’t shown up.
What the heck is she doing here?
“So what’s up, Amy?” Keesha glares at her. “Your calendar wasn’t all booked up this weekend?”
Keesha can be rude sometimes, but Amy deserves it. I can’t remember the last weekend we were all together. Oh wait...yes I can...it was when Alex and Amy hooked up for the first time. Wow. It seems like eons ago.
Amy just plops on my bed next to Steph. “So what are you guys doin’ tonight?” She’s acting as if nothing has changed.
“This is it.” I throw my hands into the air. “Don’t faint or anything with all this excitement, okay?”
I’m trying to be funny to break the ice, but I don’t think it’s working. They all just stare at me.
“Yeah, we’re just going to hang out, watch movies, eat, that’s about it.” Steph gives her the run-down.
“Sounds good,” Amy mutters. She then asks, hesitantly, “Mind if I stay?”
Keesh, Steph, and I look at each other surprised, before Keesha says, “Go for it; knock yourself out.”
We all just look at each other again, unsure what we’re going to do or say next. I take out my storage totes with nail polish, files, clippers—all the mani-pedi essentials. I begin by swabbing away the polish from my toes, smearing black paint on my skin. The others begin pillaging through the boxes. Keesha takes out some cotton balls to use with the nail polish remover. Amy takes out some bright blue nail polish. Steph grabs a nail file before walking over to my stereo.
Soon, all I hear is the familiar set of America’s Top 40 coming from my stereo. I love listening to KIIS at night. JoJo is freakin’ hilarious.
“Girls, listen, listen...JoJo is going to do the Question of the Night,” I exclaim.
We all stop what we’re doing and listen.
“Tonight, we’re taking callers from people with the most embarrassing doctor’s visit. We want to hear it all. What did you do? What did your doctor do? Who was it embarrassing for? Your doctor or for you? Let’s take our first caller...we’ve got Kim here, calling in from the I.E....tell us your story,” he announces.
“Hi JoJo...well, this one time I was in the patient room waiting for my doctor to come in. When he did, he had a big fat chub showing through his scrubs. I could actually see the shape of his friend in clear detail, I could probably pick it out in a line up,” the caller says.
Oh, my
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