#sisters?!

My ex and I were at a water park. Both of us were about 16-17 at the time (I believe) when this 14-15 year old dude came up and insisted on hanging out with us. Of course, he was really only there to flirt with my ex (who is only about 5’ tall, so she looks his age).

No matter what we do, we can’t get rid of this kid. We were both too socially awkward to just tell him to go away. Over two hours, I spent flirting with my girlfriend and even once fully kissed her on the mouth make-out style. (This had to be done hidden given that we lived in a very VERY religious area of the US. Another reason why we couldn’t just tell this kid out loud). He was completely unphased.

Eventually I grow tired of this kid. Brought my ex and him up to the top of one of the solo slides snd asked her to go down last. I went first, followed by the kid. I pulled him aside and was like “Bro. That’s my girlfriend. You need to back off.”

O acampamento ainda estava tenso por conta da missão e das cinco garotas que saíram. Eu adoraria ter essa oportunidade de sair do acampamento, seria ótimo pra me livrar do marasmo que era aquele lugar. Mas ainda havia alguns meses para eu ir embora. Inferno. Pelo menos eu ainda tinha algo que me motivava a ficar. Algo realmente inimaginável. 

Como eu estava entediada tirei um dos meus anéis e ele logo virou uma pequena adaga. Peguei a lâmina dela e a lancei do nada. Eu não via ninguém ali, então achei legal acertar alguma coisa não viva... O problema é que bem na hora uma loira passou e a pequena adaga quase a acertou. Arregalei os olhos na hora e me preparei para as desculpas. Eu podia ser chata, insuportável, irônica e tudo mais, mas eu não gostava de machucar os outros fisicamente. Fisicamente.