The College

Blotchy Bitches at a Disco

 I went to my first disco in October of that year and I thought it was the best thing ever, cringey to look back on but ah sure. I got ready with Alice and my dad drove us out. I was having a great night, I took a selfie with my best friends crush because she couldn't go, I danced until I could barely stand and all the other fun stuff that goes with it.

 Every single one of my friends got unfridgetised that night except me and obviously my friend that didn't go. It didn't really bother me to be honest, I was happy for them. Especially Alice who got her first boyfriend that night, and yes, this was before she started dating Ciaran.

She started dating a boy named Jack who was also a friend of mine. He was really nice, sort of tall, dark hair, perfect skin and teeth, striking blue-green eyes, not too bad looking in my opinion.

  Sarah also got a meet that night, except she didn't want to and he was ugly and his name was Brian.

School was the least of my worries at this stage. I was actually starting to enjoy it because the teachers were so soft that they didn't really care what you did.  What I really mean when I say that is that the teachers didn't really supervise the upstairs corridor where our lockers were so loads of fights happened that year, followed shortly after by stampedes of first years sprinting down the back stairwell to the fifth year locker area where my brother was occasionally found. I was getting pretty good grades without ever having to open a book, everything was all A's and B's but I'd say you could pin that on the fact that I was still only a first year and had fuck all revision to do.

 I had also found out that Chris had a crush on Sarah so I was distraught. Looking back I'm cringing so badly because of how much worse things could've been but I cried because he liked my best friend, like wah fuckin' wah. I had no idea what was to come.