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___ "Shhh. Not so loud," Josie Pye shushed Anne as the school girls talked in their school, "I got mine three months ago and I feel extremely mature."
"You seem mature," Diana pointed out.
"You do," Tillie agreed.
"I think the boys take me more seriously, too," Josie continued.
"Yeah, they take you more seriously because blood is coming out of your vagina," Marigold said sarcastically, earning a shush from the girls around her.
"But they can't tell. Can they can tell? That would be awful," Anne asked worriedly.
"Not tell per se. But I'm not a little girl anymore, and I believe that's noticeable. My bosoms are growing."
"And you call me a whore," Mary mumbled.
"Yet another reason why this is inexplicable," Anne wallowed.
"I got mine last year," Diana told the group.
"Me, too," Tillie concurred.
"Really?" Ruby asked with a sad expression.
"I got my around seven months ago and I hate it with a burning passion," Marigold said.
"My father has started opening the door for me. It's sweet," Diana said.
"I can't wait until I can wear my hair up," Josie addede. It was then that the group saw that Ruby was crying.
"Ruby, what's wrong?" Diana asked her friend.
"I'm not a woman! Why don't I have it?!" The girl cried.
"Ah, it's okay, baby. Come to mama," Mary opened her arms out and held the girl.
"Trust me, if I could give you mine, I would. This is so inconvenient!" Anne exclaimed.
"Hush, Anne!"
"Keep your voice down."
"No one's supposed to know. A woman's cycle is a shameful thing," Tille explained.
"Why?"
"It's unmentionable, that's why," Diana added.
"That's not a reason."
"Why don't you ever understand anything?" Josie sneered.
