Six.

                                    

                                          
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[ Or he'll tell the school that we hooked up or something. ]

                          
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tuesday - 11:59 a.m.
at school, lunch time
•Eva•
                          
The girls and I sat in the cafeteria on our table.
On our table.
We ate our lunch and talked about the world and whatever happened in the last 24 hours.
                          
"Oh my god, Hannah from the second year, hooked up with Penetrator Chris in his car yesterday!" Vilde almost screamed.
                          
"Yes, I heard that too! Maybe they had even sex in his car." Noora said. 
The other girls laughed.
                          
Disgusting. That would be fucking disgusting.
                          
"So who'll bring alcohol for Friday?"
Vilde asked us.
                          
"Friday?" 
Did I forgot something?
                          
"The Penetrators' party."
                          
"I think that I can't come." I mumbled.
                          
"Why? You have to come. All penetrators thinks that you're hot. And Chris invited us. Or acutually you, Eva." Noora said.
                          
"I guess I'll do something with Isak."
I answered.
                          
"Well, then go with Isak to the party, because he'll come."
                          
"We have lots of homework in France."
I said and took a bite from my sandwich.
                          
"Isak don't even have France, Eva." 
Sana said. Holy crap why do you know everything?
"And since when are you doing your homeworks on a Friday, party girl?"
                          
Well, the thing is, that I didn't want to come.
The partys are getting wilder every time and I get drunker every time, too. 
Since after Jonas and I's broke up, I became to a party girl. I hooked up with so many boys, oh crap.
This has to stop!

                          
Notes to myself:
- Don't do drugs at a party
- Don't drink as much of alcohol
- Never hook up again with a boy at a party
- Never sleep with someone at a party
- Never  sleep with a penetrator at a party

                          
Suddenly a phone buzzed.
The girls were looking at each other.
                          
Nobody said something.
                          
"Someone got a message."
Sana broke the silence.
                          
"Eva. It came from your direction."
                          
Obviously - it was Christoffer Schistad's phone, which was in my backpack.
                          
I took it out and everyone was looking at me.
                          
"Which phone is that?"
Chris Berg asked me. She took a sip from her ice tea.
                          
"It is Penetrator Chris' phone."
Noora explained.
                          
"Why do you know that?" I asked.
                          
"Look at the phone case."