A Life With Boys

Chapter 4

Day 3. It was time to face Cameron in biology. It turned out easier than expected. He just gave me one of his utterly beautiful smiles and said "hi". That was all, no staring, stalking, talking, or whatsoever. That made another question arise in my head: why were all the guys at Milden High School so attractive? Or had I been blind and were most boys hot? I knew one thing and that was that boys are confusing. Only the thought of Vince made my mind spin.

I sat down next to Nathan and spend the lesson drawing circles and glaring over at Cameron several times. Once our eyes met, he smiled kindly. Perhaps he had only stared at me last lesson to get noticed by me. Perhaps he wasn't such a creep as he had seemed the first day. Perhaps he was a nice guy.

During lunch, I sat with Ann, Nathan and their friends. Cameron was there as well and he looked at me many more times than I took for granted. I wanted to say something about him staring at me, but at that moment an interesting topic popped up.

"We have to get some drinks for prom, I can ask my brother to get some this time," Ann said.

"Camerons dad bought the booze last year, that was great," Nathan said. "I don't think your brother will get it for us, Ann."

"Don't you have an older sister, Giselle?" Ann asked instead.

"Yeah, but she hasn't turned 21 yet."

"I could ask my father, little chance he will do it again. My mother got a lot stricter about alcohol and dad does literally everything she desires. And she won't have him bring us alcohol," pleaded Cameron.

Suddenly, I thought of something else. "Wait," I began, "is alcohol legal during prom at school? What kind of place is this?"

Everyone at the table laughed, amused. "You have a lot to learn," Nathan said. "For example that I would never accept it if my parents had called me 'Guess'."

I rolled my eyes and the others stayed silent, not knowing where the joke was about. "Seriously, is it legal?" I asked after a moment of awkard silence.

"Of course not! But we have our ways to sneak some booze in," Ann grinned.

"You should go for the locker-way," a girl I didn't know complemented. Ann, Nathan and Cameron all nodded. "That's by far the easiest."

"Remember that guy who had a girl hide his drinks in the girl's toilet? That was awesome." Nathan laughed at Camerons statement, but Ann crossed her arms.

"That was stupid," she said.

I could follow only half of it. "Can someone explain?" I asked.

"It's easy: there are of course many ways to smuggle booze into the school," Nathan began. "The so-called 'locker-way' is for beginners, the only thing you have to do is take the bottles with you on a school day and put them in your locker. Simple as that. But we tend to think of extremer ways, ways that are so much more fun. Someone even got a teacher to help him a few years ago. So yes, the teachers know. And no, they do not care. Except for some of them who ruin our masterplans and catch someone, once in a while."

"Cool." I couldn't come up with anything elso to say. Besides, it wás cool. Things like that never happened at my school back in Boston.

I met Amber that aftertoon at her house and we went straight to the mall. We went into some little shops, but after an hour or so, we finally entered "The Dress House". The store was huge, white and classy: amazing. No doubt this was the most fantastic shop ever.

"Wow," I whispered. It felt wrong to talk loud here, like it was a holy place.

"I know right," Amber smiled.