"Okay, so if you had the chance would you kiss him?"
"If I had the chance I wouldn't kiss him at all, because I wouldn't want to rush the relationship."
"Who said anything about a relationship? I'm just talking about hitting some bases."
There came a gasp of giggles and shock from the group. "Well, I'm not that kind of girl. And I'm sure he doesn't want that kind of girl."
"Honey, I'm sure he does. To get with Taylor Hanson, you'd have to give it up, big time."
"You mean I'd have to..."
"That's right. Tongue."
"Well, that's okay, I mean that's not that scary."
"Cindy! We're talking first base here, are you crazy?"
"No, I mean, come on Samantha. I'm sure he's not like that."
"How do you know he's not?" Samantha, smug, pushed her glasses back up her nose. Four other girls, besides Cindy sat in a circle eating chips, holding stuffed animals and pillows.
"How do you know he is?" A chorus of girls uttered approval at each girl's debate.
"He's 17 years old. You're 11. To keep up with the other 17 year olds you're going have to put out. Are you willing to make the sacrifice?"
"But, you mean, I'd have to stick my tongue in his mouth?"
"Yep."
"No I wouldn't."
"You wouldn't want to be with him?"
"I didn't say that. We're still going to get married. But he wouldn't make me do that if I didn't want to." Samantha scoffed. "He loves me. And I love him, and we're going to get married. But he is a gentleman, and he will wait until I'm ready."
"You have no idea what you're talking about."
"You just think you know everything but you don't. Just because you kissed a junior high boy doesn't mean you know everything."
"Well excuse me if I'm the experienced one here."
"You're ruining my party Samantha!"
"I can't help it if you can't handle the truth." She said matter of factly.
Cindy threw down her pillow, "I am so mad at you! You don't know how I feel. You don't understand me! I love him! I LOVE HIM! I LOVE HIM! AND YOU CHANGE THAT YOU STUPID POOP!" Cindy ran out the door crying.
"Look what you did." one girl said.
