At my school, there were definitely labels. It wasn't as bad as the ones in some high schools, but people were definitely put into groups. There were the soccer freaks, the emo kids, the kids hardly anyone talked to, random cliques that no one knew what to name and then of course the popular kids.
When I moved to this school in grade six, I started off by being a no one. I had Nat, but no one liked Nat back then. I didn't really care though and I made my own friends. In Grade six, I hung out with the nerdy, smart kids who looked like they were always reading books, but they were actually quite fun. In Grade seven, when I got put into the WORST seventh grade class I actually made the best of it and made friends with all the kids in there. I still had Nat, but in grade seven we got into this huge fight because of Gabi, so I didn't talk to her. I started becoming popular hanging out with Gabi and Ally. Soon, in grade seven I became friends with the kids that lived close to me as well and I sort of somehow rose up the ladder of social status and knew all the popular kids as they started becoming my friends as well. In grade eight, I was considered popular with them, but I still didn't hang out with them at recess. I wasn't really close with everyone, I knew everyone and they were my friends but I hanged out with Ally and we only hanged out with them sometimes. I also always still felt like the "new" one and I didn't want attention. I despised that.
So, when I gave brains to Jordon, I never did it for attention, I did it for pleasure. I didn't want anyone to know because the last thing I wanted was everyone's attention on me. But of course, I walked right into trouble because the next day, everyone found out.
Well, maybe not everyone but all of his guy friends. Jordon and his friends were considered "popular" in the school. Even if Jordon meant to tell one person, that person would've told another who most probably told another. It was definitely how our school worked. I don't know who he told but whoever he told knew how to spread shit in less than a day.
All the boys started coming up to me asking for "brains," giving me the gesture in the mouth where you poke your tongue in your cheek to make it seem like there is a dick in there. It was pretty immature and I felt like a hoe. All the girls, the popular ones, came up to me and were all like Jenny did you actually do that? Some didn't ask me just went along with the boys and others tried to be sneaky and asked my best friends to see if they knew if it was true or not. Let's just say I was the center of attention for almost two months and I hated it.
But did it stop me with my pleasure? Not one bit. Even though I knew Jordon told his friends, I still wanted to give him more and his fingering was getting really pleasurable. He asked me again in the Family Change Room of the Community Center where we all hang out after school. Of course, it felt amazing, until someone who worked there figured we were in there. Awkward. I ran out of the change room stall and hid in the bathrooms. I guess Jordon left, I have no idea what Jordon did but when I went back up to go see where he was, he was sitting on a table with a bunch of older kids and as soon as they saw me they started snickering. So how do you think I felt? Well for one, I felt like a complete whore. I knew that he told them and I didn't know what to do except just walk away. Inside, I felt so bad about myself, I really needed someone to talk to and that's when I bumped into Lia. I told Lia everything, I really needed someone to vent to. She was actually amazing. She helped me and walked home with me. We lived a street down from each other but it was really nice to actually vent to someone and get all my feelings out of me. As we were walking home, we bumped into Julian. I didn't know Julian, never had classes with him but out of all the guys in my school, he was the most considerate. He asked if I was alright, which I felt was totally random because we never spoke to each other before. I did find it very cute and wished every boy in our school was a gentleman like he seemed to be.
When I went home, I thought all I would do was sitting down in my room and replaying over and over what happened today, but my parents ruined it. That was the exact day my parents decided to get a phone for me. Weird eh? I just gave a guy a blowjob and almost got booked and my parents want to buy me a phone. Hey I wasn't complaining. It also took my mind off of everything. However, having a phone just made matters worse.
