Beep Beep Beep Beep Bee-
My alarm clock went off. Oh yay. School.
As I was getting ready I realized something. I now had a reputation. The girl who isn't afraid of anything. No even Blake, or his girlfriend who I found out is named Stacey.
I hate reputations. They can make or break someone's life.
I mean my reputation isn't terrible, but I wish I didn't have one.
My thoughts ended when I realized it was Friday! I love Fridays.
I was in the middle of doing my makeup (which I don't wear much of... ever) when I heard a honk. Max is here.
I ran down the stairs and ran outside to his car.
"30 seconds not bad Missy." He said.
I groaned. "How do I take 30 seconds? That's insane!" I said.
"I don't know." He said shrugging and starting his car.
The rest of the drive we talked about football. He was just as nervous and excited a I was. We came up with a word for our emotions.
Nervcited.
Don't tell Max, but my friend actually made this up when her and I played together when we where 12.
When we got to the school we walked in together and saw Jessica walking in as well. I ran up to her and hugged her.
"Oh! Hey Riley!" She said over excitedly.
I looked at her and I noticed her eyes where puffy from crying.
"Aw Jess! What's wrong?" I asked her.
"Wha-what? I'm fine!" She said.
"C'mon Jess! No your not." I said.
"Alright fine. I.. I was supposed to have my period a week ago." She said.
"Jess, if you where, who's the dad be?" I asked her suspicion rising in my voice.
"Bl-Blake." She said.
"WHAT?!" I yelled.
"I was drunk okay? I'm sorry." She said. Her voice cracked in the middle and she starting crying.
I pulled her into a hug.
"Shhhh Jess! It'll all be okay." I said
"No it won't. I have to go pee. I'll meet you in class." She said.
"Okay bye." I said, pulling away from the hug.
I walked back to Max. He looked very confused.
"It's nothing." I lied.
"Alrighty then." He said.
We walked to class. Him and I where the first ones there. We sat down and started talking. Then Jessica ran in looking veryyyyy happy.
"What?" I asked her.
"I started my period!" She yelled.
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