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‘She cried for an hour straight before falling asleep and continued the moment she woke up for another hour’. Travis said while I laughed hysterically.

‘Kello really did cry when she got her first period? Why didn’t I know about this?’
‘She was so embarrassed and the boys just helped in upsetting her more. This is top notch secret, you cannot talk to her about it’.

‘I can’t promise when it’s so hilarious’.
‘Please, if she ever finds out I told you, she won’t do my laundry for a month’. He pleaded.
‘Then you’ll do it yourself’. I stated.
‘I don’t even know how to turn on the machine’.
I sighed.
‘You are a lost case Trav’.

‘I thought we established that you’d call me daddy’. He said with a cute pout and I just had to kiss those lips.
‘In your dreams’. I said sweetly.
‘You said it once though’. He stroke his chin in fake thought.
‘Nope, not me’.
‘You did, on this very bed. You were like; oh yes! Yes daddy! Hit it daddy! You can ask Tyler, I’m sure he heard you, he always does’.

‘I am never having that sort of conversation with Ty of all people and I do not sound like that!’
‘So you admit to saying it’. His lip lifted at one corner.
‘No!’
He chuckled.
'I will just make you then’. He said, dropping his entire weight on me and raining kisses on my neck.

I dropped soft punches on his shoulders and was giggling like a mental patient when the door was cracked open. I looked up to see Trevor giving me a blank look, they all are so mannerless, even Pokello would have barged in without knocking.

‘Hey Trev’. I greeted with Travis still on top of me. He gave me a thumb up and turned to Travis. They did their usual weird eye communication for a couple seconds before he closed the door gently.
Travis sat up and looked at me pleadingly.
‘Babe I have to go do something for Trevor’.

I wanted to whine and tell him we never get time to hang, he is always busy with either his friends, family or fangirls _that’s what he calls the girls who have crushes on him_ but I wanted to be a good girlfriend who doesn’t nag so I nodded and said….
‘It’s fine, I’ll just go over to Queenie’s’.

Kello had gone out with newt while Katie was visiting her sick aunt so Queenie was my only option but a good one so I didn’t feel so sad.
‘I’m really sorry this keeps happening. I will try to make it up later’. He pulled me off the bed.

‘Why not start now?’ I said grabbing a hoodie from the heap of clothes on his chair as he dragged me out the door.
We met Tyler by the door coming back from wherever he goes to, the strip club maybe.
‘My worst couple in the world, stepping out? At least I escaped Meghan’s cry for help today’. He said with a stupid smirk that earned him a smack from the hoodie in my hand.

After making out in front of my car, I got in and drove off with Travis watching me till I could no longer see him. We weren’t doing that bad, Travis and I but there was a connection I felt we didn’t have. I always mean to talk to him about it but never get the right opportunity. We hardly spend time together and when we do, we are usually occupied with making out and its likes.
Taylor swift’s blank space came on the radio player and I belted out to it as I rode to Queenie’s.

Once in Queenie’s driveway, I glanced at Katie’s closed window before moving up to knock. Her mother opened the door after a few minutes. Draped in a sleeping robe, her hair was disarrayed, her skin pale, lips yellow and eyes sullen. She stared at me, trying to keep her eyes open.

‘Hey, Mrs. Tanner’.  I greeted. Queenie’s father had left them since we were nine, they never got divorced even though he lives with his girlfriend who is now the mother of his two sons so queenie’s mom never bothered to change her name. She didn’t take their separation so well and started drinking to numb her pain, leaving Queenie to fend for herself. We never talk about it but this is the reason we do not hang out at Queenie’s.

‘Hello there Meghan’. She said like she just remembered my name.
‘I’m here to see Queenie’. I explained
‘The bee locked herself in and won’t speak to me. She threatened to set me on fire if I so much as knock on her door again’. She narrated, looking genuinely worried which was a little surprising since their relationship consisted mostly of quarrels and cuss words.

Deciding not to risk getting burnt alive, I thanked her and returned to my car where I sat and dialed Queenie’s number but kept getting sent to voicemail. I looked up to her window, it wasn’t an easy climb but if Katie’s Romeo could do it then I could too. Taking one last look at my bare thighs, I sighed and began the climb. By the time I got to the small landing outside her window I wasn’t out of breath but had a few new scratches.

I could see her lying face down on her bed. I tapped on the window and she turned to face it, surprised to see me. I hoisted myself in as she sat up on the bed.
‘I heard you talking to my mom, didn’t imagine you’d go sneaky lover on me’. She said. Her voice sounded nasal. She was clothed in a fancy dress and had mascara stains on her cheeks.

‘You look a mess’. I stated, taking a seat beside her.
‘I feel like a mess’. She replied, no trace of the usual chirpiness in her voice.
‘What’s up? Setting your mom on fire, really?’
‘I just needed her to back off’.
‘I didn’t expect you to snap like that, you know she is worried’.
‘I know, I just, I feel like crap right now and…’ I pulled her to myself as her voice failed.

‘Hey, it’s okay’. I said, stroking her hair. She lifted her head to look at me.
‘Meghan, do you think I have daddy issues?’ she asked, staring at me with hopeful eyes.
‘What? No, why would you even think that?’
‘It’s just that Andrew said….’
‘Andrew. You mean Mr. Dawson?’ she looked away from me. I had suspected she had a crush on him but I didn’t think they were meeting outside school.

‘Why didn’t you tell me?!’ I jeered.
‘I wanted to tell you girls I swear, it’s just you guys were so opposed to it and I was embarrassed’.
‘Are you sleeping with this guy?’ Again, she averted her gaze from me.
‘Queenie!’

‘Just once! It happened only once I swear’. She screeched, tears streaming down her cheeks. I sighed and drew her to myself again, realizing I was overreacting but Queenie was the most fragile of us all and with her I develop older sister instincts. She had been through enough but was still a little naïve.

‘I’m sorry for yelling’. I apologized. ‘What happened?’

She took a few seconds to calm down.
‘It was that night of the first game. He met me on my way from the bathroom and said he knew I liked him and that he thought I was cute. He asked me to have froyo with him after the game so we met up before the victory party and just talked, he was goofy and super sweet and we kept meeting. He made it clear that we weren’t together, he just thought I was fun but he’d never get involved with is student. Until his birthday, he had no one to celebrate with so I offered and that’s when the sexxx happened’.

She was stuttering like a kid.

‘Did he force it on you?’ I inquired.
‘No, I wasn’t pressured at all’.
‘Tell me he at least used a condom’.
‘Yes mom, he did’. She said with a small smile.

‘So?’
‘He called me out last night, treated me to a nice dinner then said he wanted to call whatever we have off’. That explained the pretty dress and make up.
After he got the cookie, how typical.

‘Because you are his student?’ I pressed.
‘I would’ve  understood if that was the reason but he said he heard about how my dad left me and he thinks I am only attracted to him, an older guy, because I miss my daddy. He thinks I’m broken’.

‘Okay that motherfucker is going to get it, how dare he say that? Give me his address and ama descend on him like poop from hell’. I said, rising from the bed and heading for the window.

‘Meg, calm down’.
‘No way’.
‘What if he is right?’
‘What?’ I spun around to face her.
‘What if I really am broken?’

‘Are you fucking kidding me? You are one of the most awesome girls I know even though you all make awful choices when it comes to boys but you are still awesome. So what you fell for an older guy? We all go through that once in a while’.

‘This doesn’t feel like a phase Meg, I really like Drew’.
‘Okay maybe it’s not. I suck at this so you know what? Why don’t we drink this one out till the girls get back then we can have a sleepover?’
‘Sounds like a plan to me’.

As I searched through her mom’s collection of cheap drinks I kept thinking; what sort of friend am I? My friends no longer feel like they can talk to me. Pokello couldn’t tell me about Newt, Queenie couldn’t tell me about Mr. Dawson and Katie feels like someone I don’t know anymore. What sort of friend are you if your friends cannot talk to you about their worries?

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Special dedication to DorynShiundu