After the madness of last week I needed to regain some ‘normality’ in my life. Whatever that meant. I found myself wanting to fit in with the other girls at school, and not be just some sex crazed lunatic opening her legs for anyone and everyone who showed interest. I’d shocked myself with how far I’d been prepared to go and I wasn’t sure I liked it.
I was a social reject at school. It just really didn’t suit me. I couldn’t tell anyone about what I did with my evenings, which meant I always had something to hide, and this in turn left me feeling isolated from the students around me. I was counting the days until I graduated.
But today started off a little differently. At the end of morning class one of the girls me to a party at her house, and rather uncharacteristically, I accepted. It felt like the ‘normal’ thing to do. And if I was hanging on to the last remanence of my childhood and innocence by just a thread, then maybe I should do my best to make it last.