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FACEBOOK status Karen. Message me. Urgent!!!

Kaz: What’s up babe?

Mel: Andy. ONLY TOLD ME I’M FIT.

Kaz: WOW!!! What about Kelly R thox? :-S

Mel: Kelly who? She’s history.

Kaz: You’re sure?

Mel: Totes. He thinks I’m hawt!!

Kaz: And you are, babe!

Mel: Meet tomorrow for beef!

Kaz: Laters.

Mel: xxx

Teenage Kicks

Random thoughts of an Anonymous Teen

Saw the Boy today. It’s the first time since that whole Dad finding us in the cafe shit. He hasn’t been replying to my texts, so it was always going to be AWKWARD. Christ. He must think I’m such a loser. To have a dad like that …

So I try to play it cool. I say hi, and pretend I’ve come in to collect my wages. I sashay slowly up the aisle, hoping he’s looking at me. Instead I stack over my new platforms & look like a total douche. I get up feeling an idiot & I want to die.

But then he looks at me and my heart goes all funny and he says, ‘Hey babe, I know you like me, but you didn’t need to fall at my feet.’

Which isn’t true actually. I didn’t fall at his feet. I want to die even more, but then I realise he’s grinning at me, and so we have a coffee together and he says it’s ok that my dad shouted at us.

‘It’s cool,’ he said, ‘He’s your dad. If I had such a fit daughter I’d probably do the same.’

He thinks I’m fit. I can’t believe it. The Boy, who just happens to be the most amazing, gorgeous guy in the whole world, thinks I’m fit. I am going to ignore those rumours going round school that he’s been seen out with the Chav Queen. I’m sure she started them anyway, ever since Best Mate told the whole class how I snogged the Boy at her New Year’s Eve party. It’s me he likes. I know it now.

He’s asked me to meet him in town again. After school. I was sooo nervous. I made Best Mate come with me till we saw him. I could barely speak. Best Mate, said there’s another rumour about him and a girl who doesn’t even go to our school. ‘Be careful, babes,’ she said. I know she’s looking out for me, but I wish she’d shut up. I know the Boy isn’t interested in anyone else, cos he told me. Said not to listen to any silly rumours. I’m the only girl for him. Held my hand and said he loved me. I think I love him too . . . Does it always feel this exhilarating and mad, and miserable and mental? How do you KNOW for sure?