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boy’s from St Peter’s to go out with you. The
ultimate in cool. The way to keep them was to have sex,
apparently.
    In my modest eyes, I failed
in all areas.
    1. I was a
virgin,
    2. I was not good looking or
cool. I was plain and mousey.
    3. I had no boobs, a limited
wardrobe, my forehead was too big and my nose too bulbous. But I
knew one thing for sure, having Ben James as a potential boyfriend
would increase my standing in the group, no end.
    By the time recess came on
the Monday after ‘the kiss’, I was so excited I was almost jumping
out of my skin. It was a cold morning and we would rather have
gathered closer to the heater, but discussion of such delicate
nature required privacy, so we assembled in our usual corner on the
lounge, holding steaming mugs of chocolate. Coffee was out. Queen
Lucy had decreed it dehydrated the body, causing you to drink more
and thus put on weight. I couldn’t have given two hoots at that
stage. I was dying to talk to someone, anyone, about Ben and our
new found relationship.
    Jen spoke first. She was
eager to learn of our adventures on the weekend. She was allowed
out about as much as me and lived vicariously through Prue and
Lucy.
    “ So how was Saturday night?
Come on,spill the beans.”
    I sipped my chocolate,
considering my reply. “We had a nice time. Ben likes a lot of the
same bands as me so we talked about that a lot.”
    “ Oh yeah, right,” Prue
snorted, “would that have been before or after he stuck his tongue
down your throat? Every time I looked over you two were pashing
like there was no tomorrow.”
    The other girls laughed. I
blushed.
    “ Is he a good kisser?” Jen
asked. “I hope we haven’t found another Fish Face. He was the
worst!”
    Fish Face’s charms had
seduced us all at various times. We’d been devastated to discover
that he really did kiss like a fish. It wasn’t just a name made up
by Lucy to keep him for herself.
    “ No, Ben’s the best kisser
ever. When he kissed me, little shivers went up and down my spine.
It was divine.”
    Jen and Prue looked at each
other. Pens were swiftly produced from their stack of books and
giggling, they began to sing. ‘It’s in his kiss, that’s where it
is. Oh yeah.’
    At that moment, Lucy
strolled in hand on hip, double hot chocolate at the ready. Her
entourage of book carriers stowed her books on the coffee table and
slumped onto the benches, in case they were needed again at a
moment’s notice.
    “ What was that about little
shivers all over your body?”
    Jen explained. “Ben’s the
best kisser ever. He can cause shivers up and down the
spine.”
    “ Humph.” Lucy said, tossing
her golden hair. “And I suppose you’ve kissed so many boys that you
can make an informed judgment can you, Annabelle?”
    I swallowed. Lucy knew very
well I had little experience with boys.
    “ We have no absolutely
interest in what you do with Ben James on a Saturday night. Your
little stories are quite mundane.”
    I looked at her. 
Seriously, when was she going to give up being such a
cow?
    “ In that case, I don’t
think we want to hear about who you got off with on Saturday night,
either, although we all know you wouldn’t be able to resist telling
us. You always do. In lurid detail.” The cutting words slipped from
my mouth. I tried to reel them back in but it was too late. 
The elephant in the room had escaped.
    A dark blanket of horror
descended over the room. Girls, who seconds before had been
entranced in the conversation, were looking out the window. Nobody
dared to speak that way to Lucy, not even the Year 12
girls.
    Lucy glared at me, her drink
forgotten. “Nice to see you’ve started reading the English
Dictionary, Annabelle. Maybe you could use some of those new words
in your next assignment. You need all the help you can
get.”
    I gulped. I couldn’t be
silent at that. Not when was insulting me so openly. Words spewed
from my mouth, a noxious lava of pent up anger.
    “ I don’t think