That Bitch..

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"Where are you going?" He asked me. I was watching him  putting his hands nervously in the pockets of his sweatshirt.

"You sound like you can not wait to be there.." He laughed after I answered his question.

"You got it..i can't wait. It will be so much fun.." Just  picturing Vanda's party was making me uncomfortable. Justin looked around. Older couple with a small dog passed us by..

"I would have some idea what to do.." He said after they disappeared from our sight. "..if you would not mind my company."

Justin was like eight years younger than I. I remember to baby-sit him when he was five years old..He was so scared to sleep alone in his room,after we watched some Scooby-doo episode, that he peed in his pants and I had to help him to change.. Looking at him right now standing in front me with his "I'm cool" altitude just seemed wrong to me..but there was something in his brown eyes..some kind of the innocent spark, which made me feel bad to refuse his offer. 

As we were getting closer to the Bowling place - where he was taking me - I started to realize, that not just I had to look really wrong to hanging out with eighteen year old boy, but I'm also dressed like third class hooker balancing on my pink heels..

"I'm not sure if this was a good idea Justin," I grabbed his arm to stop him. He turned his face to me looking confused..

"Look, I look like I'm your sugar-mama or some kind of desperate paid escort.."

"You look pretty.." Oh. How sweet..it was so cute - he said it with such a child- like look on his face, that I wanted to make him some hot chocolate and cookies.. I shook that feeling off..

"Thank you, but.."

"Come on Michaela..you will have fun..I promise.."

I took my little mirror out of my purse and I whiped my lipstick off. Hoping that it will make me look little  younger and also  less desperate.

We entered in to the Bowling arena with the first tones of the FloRida song Right around..And I swear the God, that I could see everybody's jaws to drop down. The average age at this place was like seventeen years old. I was with no doubt, the oldest  person here.. I put my head up and kept walking towards  the cashier desk. Justin was walking by my side as he was my Man.

"Which size for you?" Older man, who was sitting behind the desk asked me with his eyebrows raised up.

"Six." I said with as much confidence i could..

"Enjoy." He winked his eye at me, when I took a pair of the shoes from his hand.

"Michaela..come here I want you to meet my friends.." I heard Justin's voice from the back. Maybe I should go to hang out with Vanda..at least I would be the only single one in the room, not the oldest one. I turned around a looked at the group of the teenagers, who were sitting be third bowling line..

What the hell happened to the now days teenagers? The girls looked like they are either Marylin Manson's younger sisters of Jlo's mini Me. And the guys looked like Justin..same kind of the shirts, jeans..

"Michaela, this is Randy, Tommis, Shaq, Kristina, Brianna and Lex.." I waved my hand at them with warm smile on my face.. I sat next to the Brianna - short girl, with long dark straightened hair  and tons of make up on her face - she was trying way to hard to look older.. How ironic.

She gave me a fake smile. I noticed Swarowski Hello Kitty case on her cell phone which she was holding in her hand. How cool it have to be for this group of the kids to hanging out together? I mean Brianna was constantly on her cell phone updating her facebook status, Randy was trying to hit on Kristina, who had her mouth full of some kind of vampire movies she wanted to see or she  already saw. Randy with his clean appearance and Justin Bieber look, was far away from Mr. Edward Vampire. Tommis was on his cell phone as well and Shaq with Lex were making out..Justin stood up and took his bowling-ball. He hit all of them and raised his hands up..

"Your turn.." He smiled at me. I was hoping that they forgot about me..Brianna took her eyes off her cell phone and gave me her - show me what you got - look. I stood up and walked to Justin, who looked like a kid in the candy store.

"You will do great.." He said and I notice how he looked Brianna's way.

"I suck at this.." I said causally as I was picking the ball up. "Maybe I will need some shot or bottle of beer to got warm up."

Is it wrong to talk about the liqueur in front of the underage kids?

I walked to the line and I was getting ready to roll the ball. I was positive that I will humiliate myself on the highest level, but to my surprise and luck I hit all of them as well. Score!

I turned around and Justin gave me a big hug.

I ordered some Coke and I checked my cell while Shaq was playing. I had a miss call from Vanda and Camille.

I walked to the restroom to call Camille back. I checked my make-up in the mirror before I called..Brianna came to me.

"Don't you think you look little desperate?" She crossed her arms on her flat chest, which was filled with padded bra.

"I'm sorry?" I was surprised by her strong altitude. She looked like she came right from the ghetto..

"Can't you find somebody in your age group?"

My age group? - I put my gloss back in my purse.

"You look like a looser.." She kept going..I did not want to say anything back to her - I mean she is still a kid..but her comments were getting more and more nasty..

"..Justin is with you just because you are like a old car, it is always better to learn on the old car.."

"What..Who the fuck you think you are?" I said with calm voice.

Her eyes got bigger and he jaw dropped.

"Poor little girl. Look at you calling me old, looser..while you are the one with fake ID in your fake LV handbag wearing double stuffed push-up bra, hoping that somebody someday soon will want to test your ride too, huh? Somebody named Justin perhaps?"

"You're Bitch.." She hissed.

"Yep..I'm. And you are just little Bitch-wannabe, but guess what Brianna..I have ten more years of practice than you do, so I can take you down anytime, anywhere..So shout your mouth and go check your facebook page again..."

Brianna turned around on her heel and walked away. I felt bad for a moment, but she asked for it. I dialed Camille's number.