Wandering Mind of a Teen Girl

A tiny piece of my novel-in-progress

10:00pm

In my room

            Surrounded by assuring stuffed animals.

            Am I a slut? Just because I’ve liked more than a few guys in the last few weeks doesn’t mean that… Right? Even though I have kissed all of them.

            Oi.



Ten minutes later

            But I’ve had a relationship with all of them! It’s not like I just ran out and had some mad make out session with random guys or anything! I must call Rachel..

            Ring…Ring…Ring…

            “Hello?”

            “Rachel?”

            “Unh… huh?” she replied sleepily.

            “Rachel, it’s only ten o’clock how can you be asleep?”

            I heard her move something and then yawn, “No, it’s not ten, it’s ten twelve.”

            I rolled my eyes.

            “I just rolled my eyes.”

            “And I’m giving you the finger.” She answered

            “Which one?”

            I heard a click.

            Some people just have no humor.