Hi. Let's see, what's happened this past week? Well, on Monday, Alicia came over and we went to the Zone which was closed. Then I slept over her house. In the morning we went to the mall and I threw up. On weds I was ill.
Now this is what happened in June's life: On Sat, she went to Palm Springs. Mike asked her to go to the California world musical festival on Sun. Well, they went and there was a riot, June got lost, and Mike lost his keys so they took a cab home. They also partied.
On tues her family went to Disneyland. She didn't go. Instead she and Mike went to see "Hair" and came back to her house. They started kissing and Mike was undoing her blouse and trying to french her. Well, in the middle of this, her family walked in! Mike ran into the bathroom and June ran into the hall buttoning her shirt. Her parents knew he was there because his car was out in front.
Well, her parents balled him out and they balled June out. They called her a tramp and they thought her and Mike were having sex. They made her call him (with her mom on the extension) and tell him she wasn't ever going to see him again at school or anywhere else. She also can't talk to him on the phone. Isn't that irrational? Also, her parents were saying crap about having no trust any more (sound familiar?). She is up shit creek.
Now June has a hickey on her neck, and her parents are REALLY pissed off. they have Mike, they called him asinine and a fucking bastard (in her dad's words). Her dad said he could tell Mike had a boner. They told June that the Persian boys she knows are better than Mike. They are actually more perverted.
I gotta split now, because I got to go take the red cross life-saving test.
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