Page 175 - The Life of A Teenage Girl (Stories About Finding Your Way)

THE COST OF BELONGING

“I—I don’t know, okay?! I just… I knew—we knew—it was a bad
idea, and you know I don’t do bad stuff like that, so I told them. I’m

sorry.”

“Alexa, what’s bad about us earning money and using it to buy
stuff we know we need for school?”

“Uh—one, disrespecting your parents. Two, buying stuff—yes, we
do need it—but it’s useless because all the things your mom bought are

the same thing. It’s just a simple, common shape and color! Also, she
told us not to!”

I went quiet for a while and just lay on my bed. I wanted to cry,

but as a 14-year-old, I couldn’t do that—and I didn’t want my own best
friend (who betrayed me) to see me upset about such things. So I tried

to hold it back.
“Gigi, seriously, I’m sorry. I really am. Please, we can talk about

it, not ignore each other,” Alexa pleaded.
“Just… leave me alone for now.”

“Alright.”

I was still really angry about what she did. I mean, I trusted her!
And I didn’t even think she would do that. Now my mom is probably

going to ground me for two whole weekends with no going out—apart

from family day.

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