Peer pressure
Girls only!
Okay, so let's go from the being. I'm sitting in the cafeteria with two of my best friends, Ella and Naomi. A really cute guy called Brett walks in. Weeks ago, he asked me if I could go to his after-school party at his house. (I declined, of course. After all, the party was at Brett's house with the liquor cabinet unlocked, beer and drugs…) Ella, who was sitting next to me on my right, whispered in my ear, "Look at Brett, how hot is he?" Naomi, who was sitting next to me on my left, leaned over. "And guess what? He's available!" she whispered gleefully to Ella. I sighed, almost spilling my milk carton as Naomi leaned over me just to have a little "pep" talk to Ella. Ella started to ramble. "Too bad I'm not available," she rambled. "I'd got out with Brett in a heartbeat," then, Ella turns to me, looking confused and puzzled. "Hey, how come you don't have a boyfriend mate?" she asked. Oh My God. I dread that question! I'd LIKE to have one but I was told not to have a mate before marriage…if it weren't for… "Your religion, right?" Naomi finished off my sentence that was spoken in my mind. Can she read people's minds?
Chapter One
I sat through boring math class, pondering. A few weeks ago, Brett had asked me to go to his party. I had to decline. But now I feel guilty about it all. I mean, Brett's a nice guy but with all that information about the party I was invited to, was way over. I mean, he said there was all types of drugs, liquor cabinet unlocked and dangerous things like that. I knew my parents won't allow it so I declined his invitation but thanked him for thinking about me. During math class, while Mrs. Burns was teaching about fractions, I started thinking about that day that Brett invited me. Okay, so I knew it was kinda wrong to accept but it was nice for him to think of me…
I stood near my locker, using my key to try and unlock my locker to put my books in. After all, I was late for Music Class. Suddenly, someone says behind me, "Hey," I almost jumped out of my skin. I knew who that voice was. I spun around as quickly as I could, almost dropping all four books. "Hi," I smiled back shyly. It was Brett, the whole school's most popular guy. This guy isn't just MY dream. He's every girl's dream. "Look," Brett started, flipping his cute Justin Beiber fringe out of his eyes. "I'm having a party this afternoon at five and it's at my house. Erm, but I warn you the liquor cabinet is unlocked, my parents aren't home and there are exclusive drugs in the pantry too! So…what do you say?" he explains to me. I hesitated. I know that every girl would say yes! But it seemed kind of WRONG… "Sorry," I said. "Thank you for inviting me but I'm kind of…Ur…busy this afternoon!" I finished off with a triumph lie. I felt guilty as soon as I saw Brett's lovely eyes droop down to sadness. How sad. L "I'm sorry," I said, trying to shuffle from one foot to the other. I was looking down to the floor. Brett shrugged, still looking upset. "It's OK, if your busy." He said and raced away. I could never forget this day!
Now that I thought about it and mentioned about it, I felt triple guilty. When the bell rang I strolled off to the cafeteria, going to save a table for my two best friends, Ella and Naomi. They approached. I hope they don't ask questions like, "Why don't you have a mate or boyfriend?" I remembered that they asked me last week! I dreaded it!
Okay, so let's go from the being. I'm sitting in the cafeteria with two of my best friends, Ella and Naomi. A really cute guy called Brett walks in. Weeks ago, he asked me if I could go to his after-school party at his house. (I declined, of course. After all, the party was at Brett's house with the liquor cabinet unlocked, beer and drugs…) Ella, who was sitting next to me on my right, whispered in my ear, "Look at Brett, how hot is he?" Naomi, who was sitting next to me on my left, leaned over. "And guess what? He's available!" she whispered gleefully to Ella. I sighed, almost spilling my milk carton as Naomi leaned over me just to have a little "pep" talk to Ella. Ella started to ramble. "Too bad I'm not available," she rambled. "I'd got out with Brett in a heartbeat," then, Ella turns to me, looking confused and puzzled. "Hey, how come you don't have a boyfriend mate?" she asked. Oh My God. I dread that question! I'd LIKE to have one but I was told not to have a mate before marriage…if it weren't for… "Your religion, right?" Naomi finished off my sentence that was spoken in my mind. Can she read people's minds?
As Ella walks in, I watched her. As Naomi walks in, I watched her as well. I watched and watched. So I know that I'm Catholic Christian. But it doesn't mean they get to tease me about my religion! I rethought about that conversation we had…
Okay, so let's go from the being. I'm sitting in the cafeteria with two of my best friends, Ella and Naomi. A really cute guy called Brett walks in. Weeks ago, he asked me if I could go to his after-school party at his house. (I declined, of course. After all, the party was at Brett's house with the liquor cabinet unlocked, beer and drugs…) Ella, who was sitting next to me on my right, whispered in my ear, "Look at Brett, how hot is he?" Naomi, who was sitting next to me on my left, leaned over. "And guess what? He's available!" she whispered gleefully to Ella. I sighed, almost spilling my milk carton as Naomi leaned over me just to have a little "pep" talk to Ella. Ella started to ramble. "Too bad I'm not available," she rambled. "I'd got out with Brett in a heartbeat," then, Ella turns to me, looking confused and puzzled. "Hey, how come you don't have a boyfriend mate?" she asked. Oh My God. I dread that question! I'd LIKE to have one but I was told not to have a mate before marriage…if it weren't for… "Your religion, right?" Naomi finished off my sentence that was spoken in my mind. Can she read people's minds?
Thinking back to that day, reminded me of the day I spoke to Brett…
I stood near my locker, using my key to try and unlock my locker to put my books in. After all, I was late for Music Class. Suddenly, someone says behind me, "Hey," I almost jumped out of my skin. I knew who that voice was. I spun around as quickly as I could, almost dropping all four books. "Hi," I smiled back shyly. It was Brett, the whole school's most popular guy. This guy isn't just MY dream. He's every girl's dream. "Look," Brett started, flipping his cute Justin Beiber fringe out of his eyes. "I'm having a party this afternoon at five and it's at my house. Erm, but I warn you the liquor cabinet is unlocked, my parents aren't home and there are exclusive drugs in the pantry too! So…what do you say?" he explains to me. I hesitated. I know that every girl would say yes! But it seemed kind of WRONG… "Sorry," I said. "Thank you for inviting me but I'm kind of…Ur…busy this afternoon!" I finished off with a triumph lie. I felt guilty as soon as I saw Brett's lovely eyes droop down to sadness. How sad. L "I'm sorry," I said, trying to shuffle from one foot to the other. I was looking down to the floor. Brett shrugged, still looking upset. "It's OK, if you're busy." He said and raced away. I could never forget this day! After all, who would? I felt sorry for Brett already! I mean, I feel so mean about declining his party. I secretly thought what it would feel like!
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