#popularkids

...become president of the dance team in her first year of High School, so it’s not like I’m just sugar coating my college application with fake extracurriculars. Maybe, if I don’t end up going to school with my boyfriend, I might go to Julliard and become a dancer. Either way, please don’t ask me how I became the first Freshman president because I’d literally have to kill you; just kidding.

Well, I’m going to get all honest with you now. I hadn’t been dating Erik Crooners until this last Halloween. He found me that night, when I dressed like a Playboy Bunny. He was dressed as an executioner and took me into the parking lot behind the Players Club and asked me to be his girlfriend. Of course, since he’s a senior and one of the best guys on the Basketball Team, I said, “Yes.” Then he pulled out a condom and we did it doggy style behind the dumpster. OK, yeah, definitely don’t tell anybody that. Then, we all went out to party at the Flats. It was a good night, like we were celebrating something extra special.

After that, we’ve been super straight. I got him these sick Jordans for Christmas, with this dark red on the tongue that perfectly matches this lingerie he got me at the mall at Fredericks of Hollywood. When I pulled them out of the package Christmas morning in front of my parents, I literally screamed, for good and bad reasons. It’s like we’re meant to be.

Or, it was like that until something super heavy has me totally messed up for this last month. Me and Erik have been super good with each other since the New Year started and we even tell each other we love each other now. He takes me on dates almost every week and I think he is starting to think how we are going to get to stay together when he goes off and plays ball for a school. I honestly have never liked a boy this much!

So that’s why I was pretty upset this last week when I went in to see my doctor and they ended up telling me I had the clap. *sad face* As soon as she told me during my regular check up, all I could think about was the last time I had had sex with Erik, wearing the outfit he’d gotten me for Christmas. It had been pretty wild, in a hot laundry room in the hotel where the Dance and Basketball Teams played out in Atlantic City. But, see, I don’t think that’s where it happened.

Danielle said that her cousin had once gotten it, but she had been dating two different guys and didn’t know which one she got it from. She was so afraid to let either of them know she was seeing the other one that she kept her mouth shut and told them both she was going on vacation with her family for a month. Danielle didn’t specify how it turned out for her cousin, but she didn’t need to: her message was loud and clear.

Me and my two besties have all had our eyes on DeShawn Preets, Erik’s best friend, whether we like to admit it or not. He is a total dork, a little bit awkward with his body and always following Erik around like he wished he were me or something. Sometimes I catch Erik texting him when we are laying down if my parents are out of town and Erik stays over or if we go camping and I wonder what the hell these two bros talk to each other about.

I told this to Sarah and Danielle and that’s when we all confirmed that we thought DeShawn was hot, in like a weird Drake-way. Sarah said Justin Bieber, but me and Danielle told her she is wrong. First of all, between DeShawn and Erik, Erik is the one of the two friends with tattoos; my favorite is the one he got of my name over his heart! DeShawn doesn’t have one tattoo on his body. It would be weird, DeShawn playing all hard like that.

I’m going to swear to God to you. I honestly used to think DeShawn was just kind of my boyfriend’s bitch, always following him around, kind of piggy backing on Erik’s widespread popularity, like he was just picking up Erik’s rebounds. Then, what happened was me and Erik got into this major fight at a party two weeks ago.

I was sitting out in the big yard on the stone wall in Erica Chavez’s parent’s house, this big Spanish style villa in the Valley, crying my eyes out. Danielle was there trying to comfort me, a little helpless because Sarah was out of town at her cousin’s bat mitzvah and Sarah’s always a little better at getting me to calm down. The party was kind of small, more like a get together, so there weren’t that many people in the yard. All of a sudden, my good friend from childhood, Herman, walked out into the back yard. It had been ages since we’d talked. He’s a senior, like Erik, and when me and Erik started dating for reals, I think Herman got a little jealous.

He really shouldn’t though because he’s gay and so kind of awkward with the other kids around school, and I honestly think he should be happy I found someone I can be happy with. What it came down to is that I was really sick of listening to him talk about meeting guys online or hooking up with these weird guys from our school who, I guess… I really just didn’t want to know. But he’s gotten more popular since he got a job as a front counter boy for a local pharmacy where he can snag errant bottles of Percocet. Ik’d heard about this, so I kind of woke up when he walked over to see what was wrong.

Turns out he had started seeing a guy out of town and things were good and in the ten minutes we talked, he passed me one of the pills from his job. This definitely got me feeling good and I quit crying shortly thereafter, starting to laugh at the stupidest shit and wonder a little bit where Erik had gone. That’s when DeShaw rolled up.

He said he was worried because he saw Erik take off really upset and wouldn’t even talk to him, DeShawn, his best friend. I think in that moment, both sets of our worried eyes met each others’ and we started making out. I ended up falling off the wall, so DeShawn said he would take me home. He didn’t say which home though, and I ended up waking up the next morning in his bed with a headache. It was Saturday and I was surprised he didn’t make me walk home. I was actually super surprised how caring he was; he made me breakfast and pretended to his parents like we had just fallen asleep while watching a movie. He was even kind of cuddling and gave me a kiss when he dropped me off. But he also made clear, “Erik should never know about this.”

Honestly, Erik was never going to be the wiser. At least, at least… at least not until I went to my doctor. And you know about that already. *sad cat face*