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darn friends
Last week, I was staying over at my friends wonderfully big house, with her and my other friend because her parents were out of town for the long weekend. As teenage girls do, we stayed up super late, talking and gossiping and playing games. At around midnight, we ended up playing truth or dare, which was pretty fun for a while. It was my turn and one of my friends dared me to run out in the street in my bikini(which was still wet and cold, because we were swimming earlier) and do this weird dance we made up. Me, being kind of crazy and wanting to have fun, excepted the challenge. I tied on the top and the bottom of my bikini and walked over to her front door. I saw a car about two blocks away. So I took off running and right when I did this my friends pulled the string keeping on my bikini bottom and top, so of course they came off exposing everything. Then my friends grabbed both parts of my bikini and ran back into her house and locked the door, leaving me butt naked in the street.  

I heard a honk and some whistling. A car of about 3 teenage guys slowed down and started hollering things like "nice body" and "ever heard of a bikini wax" I ducked behind a bush, being so humiliated and not knowing what else to do. Eventually the car left and my two friends were laughing from a window like crazy. I had to figure out how to get into her house without anyone hopefully seeing. I remembered their was a back door that we left open. So I snuck around back still trying to cover up and had to hop a wooden fence, which was not easy and I could no longer cover anything. Then, when I was at the top of the fence, this auotomatic light came on(it comes on as kind of a security thing, whenever there's movement in a certain area) and made me even more visible for my friends and the lovely people roasting marshmellows in the yard over.

I heard lots of laughing and wanted to die. I finally made it around to the back door. Where I walked in and had to search for my original pjs. They even took a picture of me for our scrapbook. How nice. But I did get them back in some later games, not as bad as they got me though. But ughhh how humiliating. Now they always want to look at that damn friendship scrapbook!
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Lindsay View Profile 11-Sep-09
Maybe they're les if they wanna keep lookin' at the pic. Just saying...
Lol.





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