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1、也是最后一张 Erica ...
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Relationship
“So when I was madly in loved with Chris Buckles, I totally...”Jenna is talking about her sweet little story again. It’s at lunchtime, my friends and I are all standing in front of our lockers. The cafeteria is too crowded, especially after the senior football game.
“Erica...”Maggie pulls my sleeve down to pretend she’s hugging me while I’m having a little struggle with my lunchbox.
“Uh?” What is wrong with this stupid lunchbox, the zipper is so hard to pull down.
“Do you think she did it?” Maggie whispers to me like she’s just talking about the weather. I quickly glanced at Jenna, she’s still in a state of satisfaction by telling her buddies about her bold love story, “What do you think? Lower your voice!”
“I don’t know! How should I know! Come on, you’re much mature than I am, use you special power!” Maggie tries to hide her laughter that almost going to come out of her mouth. I pass her a bagel in my lunchbox,“ Don’t count on me OK?”
“Come on, tell me the truth...”Maggie still tries to get me talking, but the truth is, I don’t have such a thing so-called special power and why do we have to be so care about whether other people had sex or not?
Chris Buckles, the hottest guy in Grade 12 at Fleetwood Park Secondary, well at least in most girls’ eyes. Jenna started to go out with him last semester, and she’s never afraid to tell her friends what exactly they did together, including something that has a connection with the legendary condoms. Every girl that was jealous at her always says the same thing over and over again: “She’s just showing off, Chris didn’t like her that much.” Well, no one really knows the truth beside the people who were really involved. As Chris became a history to Jenna, she’s more and more bold to speak something out, even though Chris never gives any feedback on their remarkable sex relationship.
Sometimes I feel really bad for Jenna, she seems never to know how to hide her personal life so people can hardly pick on her. And what exactly is wrong with this having sex trends in high school? Everybody is just so proud to have some kind of sexual experience, isn’t there any kind of shame exists? I don’t understand.
“Erica!” Suddenly Jenna’s voice appears by my ears like a huge thunder, “so dear, what do you think about me and Chris?” Jenna puts on a really sweet smile on her face, she always dose though, however there seems to be no such a thing called joy in her eyes. I try to keep smiling while Maggie grabs my hands so tight that I almost want to scream, plus deep inside my heart there is a thunderstorm going on crazily right now.
“What do you want me to say, dear? I’m an Asian! Don’t you girls know Asian parents never allow their kids to have any kind of relationship in high school? Come on, I wasn’t born here!” Yes, the only joke that can survive under this kind of stormy situation is to lower you own pride, racial problem is a good one. Almost all the girls are laughing out loud like killing themselves, yeah, almost. Besides Jenna, Maggie and I, we didn’t change at all after my little trick. Jenna’s still waiting for my answer, Maggie grabs me tighter than ever, and my smile is almost going to crack down. But, lucky me, the bell saved Maggie and I from Jenna’s “X-ray”, she packs up her lunchbox and left with the stiff sweet smile on her face.
Maggie drags me to the corner, “Jesus Erica! I thought she was going to kill us!” “Unfortunately you are right, at least she was planning to.” I shrug my shoulders, if the bell didn’t ring, no doubt Jenna’s going to give me hack, a huge one,“come on Mag, we’re late.”
After dinner, I pick up the phone, it’s the lunchtime in China right now, and mom should be OK to talk to me. “Hello?” My mom has a gentle voice, sometimes I can fall asleep while she’s talking, well, if she’s talking about something boring.
“Hey mom, it’s me.” I have to admit, to pull a glass of milk when you are holding the phone at the same time does require some kind of skill.
“How’s going sweet heart? Did you miss me?” Yep, another reason I have to phone my mom very often is because if I don’t, just like today, even though it’s only three days since the last phone call, she can always drown me with these never ending sweet words.
“Mom, I have some questions, so stop and listen to me.” Although I know it is quite rude to interrupt a worrying and loving mom, but the payment for my telephone card is also very important, “What do you think about relationship between boys and girls?” In fact, I knew her answer long times ago, my parents had a really serious talk with me about relationship before I went abroad to study. They believe that girls should only have sex relationship after they get married, and they don’t like early relationships at all. To be honest, my dad even wants me to get a boyfriend way after I graduate from the university. OK, I have to say, this idea is ridiculous. Who wants to have the first boyfriend after 22 years old? I mean come on, think about it, that may be the stupidest thing ever on this planet.
“Well, I’m not like your dad, as long as you don’t drop your grades, it’s OK to have a boyfriend during your second year of university, I don’t mind.” See! I knew she’s going to say that, “Wait sweet heart, don’t tell me you have a boyfriend already! You know...”
“Mom! I don’t OK? So stop worrying, I know what I want.” Jesus, that’s another reason I never talk about relationship with my parents, they start panicking even there’s nothing to panic about.
“You better not! A girl’s virginity is the most precious thing while she’s still a girl, plus don’t you want to give it to the guy you really love?” “Of course mom, of course. So...” Finally after half an hour, I can be able to put down the phone. It is always very nice to talk to somebody who’s older than you; you get a lot of useful tips.
But back to my question, how do you know who’s your real love? The person that worth you to cherish him, to give him your precious stuff, to share everything with, to treat him as another yourself, where is he? When you are with somebody, how do you make sure if he’s worth to be given or not? Just like Jenna and Chris, and every teenager nowadays, is having sex or had sex a very proud thing to do? Will you be honored after all or you’ll be regretted after all? Maybe this question is not serious as “to be or not to be”, however it’s still a question that worth us to think about.