Lots & Lots of F**Ks (PG)

I haaaated High School. I was one of those kids who just didn’t give a fuck.

I didn’t give a fuck about the people.

I didn’t give a fuck about the teachers.

I didn’t give a fuck about sports.

My grades were good and I was in the “cool” crowd, and still, I just didn’t give a fuck.

The only thing I gave a fuck about was this boy – this “bad boy” that I chased from club to party. I used to sneak out of the house to go to whichever club he was at.

Every weekend I was grounded and every weekend I’d sneak out.

I just… didn’t give a fuck.

My mother hated him, as you can imagine. Once he came over to my house after a party and she caught him being there!

He ran downstairs and hid. My mom and I then ran downstairs too and I lied and told her that he had run out the house and has now left.

I then saw him behind the pillar as I turned around to face my mom and I knew that if she followed me any further passed the pillar she would spot him too. So I stopped in my tracks while she screamed and shouted about what “scum trash” he is and how on earth could I like such a “low-life piece of shit like him!”

Try to imagine my positioning here;

The pillar that he is hiding behind is NEXT TO my hysterical mother;

So, I can see them both – at a single view.

And he can hear her.

That was one of the most embarrassing moments of High School for me.

I thought that I had lost my chances with him forever.

12 or so years later, my mum’s changed her mind about him.

Well… She’s had to.

We’re getting married next year.

 

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