I was hit on four times before the lunch bell!

Poison -15-
by Melanie Brown
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The restroom adventure was the highlight of the morning. I couldn’t figure out if I was the victim of selective targeting and it was just my turn or the galactic wheel had rotated aligned to conspire against me. I was hit on four times before the lunch bell. All by boys I didn’t know. They somehow knew about me.

I dutifully informed the would-be suitors of my parental restrictions. You’d think the word would get around. But it continued. And what does it mean that in increasing number of these boys are cute? If it wasn’t for Mom’s wise decision, I might have said yes to a couple of these boys. And that’s just plain crazy. I wouldn’t mind being friends with some of them. They seemed nice. But I can’t honestly seem myself dating a boy.