Chapter 7: Junior High was party time
February 6th 2007 19:14
The most fun I ever had in life, other than college, has to be my junior high years. I was healthy. I made friends with like minded girls, Lodi and Linda, who had gone through some rough times to get to wear we met. I was the voice of reason and they made sure I learned having a little fun that might be a bit dangerous wouldn't kill you.
Lodi lived about a mile from me. My Dad and her dad got in trouble together when they were teenagers. They drank, smoked and stole some road signs along they way. My Dad still had some of the road side cones at our house. My mom even told me a story that when her and my Dad were first married on there first Christmas my Dad, Lodi’s Dad and my Dad’s two brothers went and got my mom the large pine she wanted the most.
When my mom and Dad were in the car a few weeks before Christmas my mom saw the perfect pine for their Christmas Tree she had always wanted. She pointed it out to my Dad and told him she wanted a beautiful pine just like that. Later he went for a night out. My mom just thought he was going to hangout, but he brought back the pine she wanted. She was a little made, but his heart was in the right place.
Linda was born with one arm. I knew how it was to grow up being teased. Plus I was use to being around kids with slight deformities. I hard scars from my when my skin peeled off from Steven- Johnson Syndrome so some people looked at use both and made fun of what they saw. I told her only stupid people do that.
I had that attitude since 5th grade. My mom wanted to drag an idiot to his mother and make a big deal when he made fun of me to his friend at a school fair. I told her it didn’t matter because the kid was a loser. I never thought it was something I had wrong with me or something I did wrong. I have always thought it was other people that had the problem.
When I started Junior high my brother was on the grade school 105lb football team. My family always supported each others endeavors. My brother had gone to all the plays I had been in through school and I had always gone to his sports events. He started in soccer at six-years-old and then as soon as he was old enough he was in football and baseball.
I always enjoyed going to the games because he was always one of the best players on the field. Many people would even say he was the best. My least favorite sport was football. I really didn’t like the way the coaches screamed at the boys and I didn’t like seeing him get tackled. But I had my reasons for going to the games and even practices. My Linda and Lodi even came with my family sometimes because the Junior high team would practice right behind my brothers team.
None of us really liked football but we would go to the games on Friday nights. How much fun we had depended on if my mom worked that night or not. If my mom was picking us up we would stay at the game and walk around. If my dad was picking us up we would maybe spend a half hour at the game. As long as we knew the end score and were back before my Dad picked us up there was no reason to stick around.
We would walk around town. Usually we would run into some Guys Lodi and/or Linda knew that would buy us beer. We would hangout. Drink and smoke in the Giant Eagle parking lot. I didn’t think there was any harm to just hanging out with a few guys. I drew the line at going anywhere with them. I would always stare my from away from getting into a car with any guys we met. I mean they time the guys would be asking us to go somewhere it was usually time to get back to the game to get picked up.
One of the wilder night we had was one when my mom was picking us up. We had to stay at the game. But we made it memorable. I the 80s we wear a lot of long shirts and belts. When we got to the game my friends decided we should take the jeans off we were wearing and just wear our long shirts for the rest of the game. My shirt was a bit shorter than my friends but I was still game. I’ve seen mini skirts as short.
We walked around the track outside of the football field. Well, the underwear was wearing were a little loose and kept sliding down. It started bugging me to keep fixing them so when we went under the bleachers on our way around I just let them drop and stepped right out of them. Our team won and the guy I liked made the winning touch down so they other players were carrying him around. He had to stop and talk to me that night. I was excited, but was it because he saw my ass?
The first time I smoked pot was at a sleep over at Lodi’s. Her parents went out and weren’t expected home until the next afternoon. Lodi knew were her Dad’s stash was hidden so she got it out. We also drank his whiskey just refilling it with water. It was still brownish. She didn’t think he’s notice.
We played the usual slumber party games like light as a feather, held a sayance and called a few boys. I swear I floated in midair for 30 seconds or more. After drinking and getting bored with the supernatural Lodi called Steve and told him I liked him. Luckily he knew we were drunk and didn’t hold the 2 am drunk call against us. He was actually pretty amused when I talked to him the next school day.
Lodi had watched her Dad roll a joint. She rolled one and lit it for us to share. I pretty much knew the affects of pot from our science books’ chapter on drugs. I also knew it was something my dad use to do on occasion that cause my mom to be mad at him. It wasn’t anything that would ever come into our house. I was curious. I wasn’t going anywhere until the next day so I thought it would be fine to join them. It really just made me tired. I almost fell asleep before seeing Tom Cruise’s shower scene in that movie where you can see his penis. We could fall asleep before seeing that.
We hung out with Rudy, Chris and Jim. I had known Jim since grade school. Because of his asthma he also had to be on prednisone. But it had an opposite affect on him. He stayed thin. He didn’t take as much as me, but I couldn’t understand why he got to stay thin and the medication made me blowup like a balloon. Plus I did have quite a crush on him.
Jim and I were friends while the others were making out. He had a crush on Lodi too. I found that out at a school dance. Lodi was trying to get Jim to dance with me since her and Linda had dates. We did dance to Meat Loaf’s Paradise by Dash Board Lights. But after he asked me if I could hook him up with Lodi since she had an argument with her boyfriend. Ouch! But I did get them slow dancing together by the end of the night.
He told me he just liked skinny girls, but he liked hanging out with me. When I was trying to get closer to him we hungout a lot. He even invited me to dinner to introduce me to his mom. His mom wanted to know me better. She liked me, which I now know means he never would. His friend Chris even used him to try to distract me while he tried to take advantage of Lodi. Lodi and I went to the park to meet them on a Saturday afternoon. Chris got her to go back in the woods with him.
Jim came with a camera and told me he was suppose to take pictures of them when they were making out. Of course I would not let him go do that. While arguing with him I heard Lodi Scream. It all happened so fast it’s quite a blur in my memory. I was running toward where she was and Chris was running out of the woods. When I found her she said he wanted her to have sex with him and she said no. She was to embarrassed to report it to anyone so we never told anyone. Well, I eventually told my mom. She just want to know if I learned anything about not getting myself into that kind of situation unless I was ready to have sex.
Linda, Lodi and I never got in any real trouble. I came home really tired sometimes, but because I would still get more tired than most teens my mom just thought I exhausted my self walking from Lodi’s. Sometimes I was more like stumbling from Lodi’s. Lodi and Linda moved the summer before high school started.
Lodi lived about a mile from me. My Dad and her dad got in trouble together when they were teenagers. They drank, smoked and stole some road signs along they way. My Dad still had some of the road side cones at our house. My mom even told me a story that when her and my Dad were first married on there first Christmas my Dad, Lodi’s Dad and my Dad’s two brothers went and got my mom the large pine she wanted the most.
When my mom and Dad were in the car a few weeks before Christmas my mom saw the perfect pine for their Christmas Tree she had always wanted. She pointed it out to my Dad and told him she wanted a beautiful pine just like that. Later he went for a night out. My mom just thought he was going to hangout, but he brought back the pine she wanted. She was a little made, but his heart was in the right place.
Linda was born with one arm. I knew how it was to grow up being teased. Plus I was use to being around kids with slight deformities. I hard scars from my when my skin peeled off from Steven- Johnson Syndrome so some people looked at use both and made fun of what they saw. I told her only stupid people do that.
I had that attitude since 5th grade. My mom wanted to drag an idiot to his mother and make a big deal when he made fun of me to his friend at a school fair. I told her it didn’t matter because the kid was a loser. I never thought it was something I had wrong with me or something I did wrong. I have always thought it was other people that had the problem.
When I started Junior high my brother was on the grade school 105lb football team. My family always supported each others endeavors. My brother had gone to all the plays I had been in through school and I had always gone to his sports events. He started in soccer at six-years-old and then as soon as he was old enough he was in football and baseball.
I always enjoyed going to the games because he was always one of the best players on the field. Many people would even say he was the best. My least favorite sport was football. I really didn’t like the way the coaches screamed at the boys and I didn’t like seeing him get tackled. But I had my reasons for going to the games and even practices. My Linda and Lodi even came with my family sometimes because the Junior high team would practice right behind my brothers team.
None of us really liked football but we would go to the games on Friday nights. How much fun we had depended on if my mom worked that night or not. If my mom was picking us up we would stay at the game and walk around. If my dad was picking us up we would maybe spend a half hour at the game. As long as we knew the end score and were back before my Dad picked us up there was no reason to stick around.
We would walk around town. Usually we would run into some Guys Lodi and/or Linda knew that would buy us beer. We would hangout. Drink and smoke in the Giant Eagle parking lot. I didn’t think there was any harm to just hanging out with a few guys. I drew the line at going anywhere with them. I would always stare my from away from getting into a car with any guys we met. I mean they time the guys would be asking us to go somewhere it was usually time to get back to the game to get picked up.
One of the wilder night we had was one when my mom was picking us up. We had to stay at the game. But we made it memorable. I the 80s we wear a lot of long shirts and belts. When we got to the game my friends decided we should take the jeans off we were wearing and just wear our long shirts for the rest of the game. My shirt was a bit shorter than my friends but I was still game. I’ve seen mini skirts as short.
We walked around the track outside of the football field. Well, the underwear was wearing were a little loose and kept sliding down. It started bugging me to keep fixing them so when we went under the bleachers on our way around I just let them drop and stepped right out of them. Our team won and the guy I liked made the winning touch down so they other players were carrying him around. He had to stop and talk to me that night. I was excited, but was it because he saw my ass?
The first time I smoked pot was at a sleep over at Lodi’s. Her parents went out and weren’t expected home until the next afternoon. Lodi knew were her Dad’s stash was hidden so she got it out. We also drank his whiskey just refilling it with water. It was still brownish. She didn’t think he’s notice.
We played the usual slumber party games like light as a feather, held a sayance and called a few boys. I swear I floated in midair for 30 seconds or more. After drinking and getting bored with the supernatural Lodi called Steve and told him I liked him. Luckily he knew we were drunk and didn’t hold the 2 am drunk call against us. He was actually pretty amused when I talked to him the next school day.
Lodi had watched her Dad roll a joint. She rolled one and lit it for us to share. I pretty much knew the affects of pot from our science books’ chapter on drugs. I also knew it was something my dad use to do on occasion that cause my mom to be mad at him. It wasn’t anything that would ever come into our house. I was curious. I wasn’t going anywhere until the next day so I thought it would be fine to join them. It really just made me tired. I almost fell asleep before seeing Tom Cruise’s shower scene in that movie where you can see his penis. We could fall asleep before seeing that.
We hung out with Rudy, Chris and Jim. I had known Jim since grade school. Because of his asthma he also had to be on prednisone. But it had an opposite affect on him. He stayed thin. He didn’t take as much as me, but I couldn’t understand why he got to stay thin and the medication made me blowup like a balloon. Plus I did have quite a crush on him.
Jim and I were friends while the others were making out. He had a crush on Lodi too. I found that out at a school dance. Lodi was trying to get Jim to dance with me since her and Linda had dates. We did dance to Meat Loaf’s Paradise by Dash Board Lights. But after he asked me if I could hook him up with Lodi since she had an argument with her boyfriend. Ouch! But I did get them slow dancing together by the end of the night.
He told me he just liked skinny girls, but he liked hanging out with me. When I was trying to get closer to him we hungout a lot. He even invited me to dinner to introduce me to his mom. His mom wanted to know me better. She liked me, which I now know means he never would. His friend Chris even used him to try to distract me while he tried to take advantage of Lodi. Lodi and I went to the park to meet them on a Saturday afternoon. Chris got her to go back in the woods with him.
Jim came with a camera and told me he was suppose to take pictures of them when they were making out. Of course I would not let him go do that. While arguing with him I heard Lodi Scream. It all happened so fast it’s quite a blur in my memory. I was running toward where she was and Chris was running out of the woods. When I found her she said he wanted her to have sex with him and she said no. She was to embarrassed to report it to anyone so we never told anyone. Well, I eventually told my mom. She just want to know if I learned anything about not getting myself into that kind of situation unless I was ready to have sex.
Linda, Lodi and I never got in any real trouble. I came home really tired sometimes, but because I would still get more tired than most teens my mom just thought I exhausted my self walking from Lodi’s. Sometimes I was more like stumbling from Lodi’s. Lodi and Linda moved the summer before high school started.
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