"When Love Gets Scary:" True Story
Talk about myself? Well Iím 13. Iím just over 5 feet. My hairís
black, kinda on the short side. I never think of myself as belonging
to any one group. Mostly, I just like hanging out with friends and
doing whatever. Sometimes we go shopping or blading, but most of the
time we just sit around and talk. Theyíre real cool buds, we never
really have to worry about guys getting between us. Lindsay, sheís
way more developed than the rest of us and the guys just dig her,
always has someone following her around but itís not like thatís all
sheís about. Iím the only one that hasnít had a real BF or anything.
My buds say your turnís coming or I know so-and-so would love to go
out with you but Iím just not good at that kinda thing.
I met Rick a coupla months ago. He was just hanging outside our
school with some of the seniors. I donít now any of them. They wonít
even look at us underclassmen but when I walked past, Rick smiled at
me and I smiled back and that was it. My friends teased me about him
but nothing more happened for a coupla days.
He was outside school again only that group of guys wasnít there and
he had this real cool car. I walked past and he looked at me and
smiled and said hi. I said hi and then we started talking. He
offered to drive me home or to the mall or whatever and I just said
yes. I wasnít nervous or anything. He just drove me home and we
talked and it was just cool. Well after that he was just there every
night after school and weíd drive around and sometimes go make out.
After about a month Rick started asking me to tell my parents I was
spending the night at Lindsayís or Danaís house and then weíd go to
It was really cool at first, all my friends were dating guys in our
grade, but Rickís already graduated from high school. Anyway, weíd
just hang out and stuff and make out but we never went all the way.
But then I started making excuses to get out of going over to
Rickís. It just got too scary for me. He got really angry after
about the third time I told him I had to do stuff with my parents.
He told me the next time he told me to do something with him Iíd
sure better. I was made and I told my friends and now they donít
like him. But I guess I should have made excuses. He is my BF.
Well he asked me to come over last weekend and I said OK Iíd be
there. We were just doing the usual stuff making out and touching
and stuff and then he said he wanted to do it. I got kinda scared.
None of my friends are going that far. Itís not like I donít know
anyone that has, I mean people do it all the time, itís just not
something me and my friends are ready for. Anyway, I wigged out and
left and went to Lindsayís house. I was crying and Lindsay told her
mom and then my mom showed up. I was sooo mad at Lindsay for telling
her mom and about my mom finding out.
My mom said it wasnít her fault and that Lindsay did the right thing
and how could I be going out with a 19 year old. ďYou know weíd
never let you do thatĒ was what she said. Thatís why I couldnít tell
her. Anyway my mom and I talked and she told me that it was illegal
for Rick to be doing these things. He could go to jail for it! She
called it statutory rape. Lindsay and I never heard of it. Mom said
it means that Lindsay and I arenít old enough to consert to have sex
with someone four or more years older than us. It was kinda
confusing but mom said thereís a law like that because older guys
are more experienced and can talk girls into doing things they may
not want to.
I guess I kinda agree with her. I mean, I was uncomfortable with a
lot of the things Rick was telling me but I didnít want him to think
I wasnít as mature as him. Iím really glad I didnít have sex with
him. Mom started to tell me all this gross stuff about how a lot of
girls that are with older guys end up getting pregnant, a lot more
than girls who are with guys that are their own age. I guess older
guys just want that. Then she started talking about condoms and AIDS
and just really grossed me out. Lindsay and I got out of there real
Rickís called me a few times and showed up after school but I just
told him I couldnít talk and stuck with my friends. I havenít seen
him in weeks. I still miss him and I really liked having a
boyfriend. But not like that. Next time, itíll be different.