Ok so my reason for being here probably isn't as bad as the others in here, but it's still a perfectly good reason.
Ok so basically all I did was simply state my opinion on the teaching styles of Mrs. Ackerman in biology. But apparently when someone states their opinion on something it's considering "mouthing off," which to me, is completely ignorant.
So ya I "mouthed off" to the teacher. That's the only reason I'm here. I've never been in detention before, but strangely I'm not even intimidated.
I mean it's not like these people are scary. I've known them basically my whole life. But anyway how do I contribute to society?
I don't.
Before I used to be just like Jennifer. A slut.
We used to go out on Friday nights looking for guys to hook up with, and ya it was a lot of fun.
But then something happened and now it's not so "fun" anymore.
One day my flavor of the week decided (since I'm such a slut) not to wear a fucking condom.
Because I'm such a slut people just assume I'm on the pill.
I wasn't.
And so that's what stopped my fun Friday nights with Jennifer.
This "miracle of life" growing in my god damn stomach.
Plus when I reluctantly told the father of my baby, he completely freaked out and is now avoiding me at all costs, not that it mattered I suppose. Also, to make things so much better, I'll be showing soon, and I really, really need to tell Jennifer.
Heaven knows once people see my big fat belly I'll be labeled as the girl who got pregnant in high school. So when that happens, I'm really, really going to need my best friend by my side.
But it's not all bad I suppose. My breasts have gotten significantly bigger, and my mom said I have "the glow." (You know after she got over the initial shock.)
But you know what? Not chasing guys around all the time really made me open my eyes to what's around me. For example Amanda's boy toy cheated on her.
(Serves the bitch right.) I knew Brian had a thing for Emily before everyone else found out, and I suspect something happened between Jesse and James.
Everyone knows James is gay, but it Jesse? So ya it's not bad, and who knows maybe the baby that pops out of my stomach won't be the burden that I think it will be.
Yours truly,
the former slut (a.k.a Nicole)
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Short Story"тнe ѕιngle ѕтory creaтeѕ ѕтereoтypeѕ, and тнe proвleм wιтн ѕтereoтypeѕ ιѕ noт тнaт тнey are υnтrυe, вυт тнaт тнey are ιncoмpleтe. тнey мaĸe one ѕтory вecoмe тнe only ѕтory" -Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
