I tried replying to some reviews, but it was more time consuming than I anticipated. Hope you'd prefer the chapter instead...?
This is my all time favorite chapter...I borrowed a line from a movie that I could just picture Ang using...Can you guess what it is?
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Part One : Confessions of a Virgin
CHAPTER 36
The morning of graduation was... strange.
In fact, the week leading up to graduation was strange.
I kept finding randomly placed egg rolls in various places…
My glove compartment, panty drawer, tool box.
I think that when Ang and I had 'blacked out' at not prom, I had saved them up like a squirrel.
We we're still trying to piece together what happened that night.
All I know is, if you go on an Indian reservation, never drink or smoke anything.
Ang and I are missing 16 hours of our lives that we have no clue how we spent.
We did however discover we had been banned from Mr. Chows in Port Angeles.
Which is sad, because it's the only Chinese food restaurant in a 50 radius.
And the egg rolls rocked…
Anyways, back to graduation morning.
We've lost Ang.
Jake and I misplaced her, and we can't find her anywhere.
I'm beginning to wonder if her parents really did stuff her under their staircase….
Thank god we're leaving this place tomorrow morning.
It'd probably be best if I found my best friend first though...
Graduation is slated to start in 10 minutes and I needed my best friend for moral support.
I had wrote a speech for this shindig, but I was unsure if I was going to use it.
It was boring.
And cliché.
And its not like I actually gave a shit about the things I wrote.
Lies, all lies.
Sighing, I look around for Ang one last time.
She's still nowhere to be found.
I make my way on stage.
Now or never….
I went with my boring speech.
This was the time of our lives.
I can't believe it's over.
Lets all remain in touch, and besties for life.
Blah, fucking, blahblah blah.
It wasn't like anyone payed attention.
They called Angela and she stumbles across the stage.
Oh shit.
This could end badly.
I notice the glaze in her eyes.
She's completely sauced right now.
Why didn't I think of that?
It would have made this despicable experience bearable.
She takes the mic from Mr. Banner.
"Hello peers, As many of you know, my name is Angela Weber." She starts, "Well, I have something to say to my fellow class and the parents before us."
Mr. Banner smiles along, and encourages Ang to finish her speech.
Any other person would have been tackled by security by this point, but not the minster's daughter.
I make eye contact with Jake, knowing I'm going to need his help.
I have a feeling we're going to need a hasty retreat.
"Well, for the first time in my life, I'm 18, and I can say fuuuuuuuucccccckkkkk yooooooouuuuu!" She screams out into the microphone, jumping up and down like a crazed chihuahua.
The crowd goes deadly silent.
"Suck my fucking dick bitches!"
Oh god, she's grabbing her cooch.
She must have drank some Jack Daniels.
"I leave you with these words of wisdom from MCA, Mike D, and Ad-Rock, 'You gotta fight for your right to party!'. I'm out dis bitch!"
She grabs her diploma, and hops off the stage.
I grab her hand and rush out of there.
All along the way people's shocked faces, and whispered voices greet us.
Well, that's certainly a way to go out.
One more part one Bella chapter!
RG