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SCHOOL YARD MYSTERY
[YOUR WORST SECRET IS REVEALED…]

Hi I am Lisa, a high school student of Newtown. Well, I am not a very good girl, in fact bad, but I like at what I am. When I walk, boys often whistle at me or pat my carved back, but you know, I never mind, rather I feel good because in a way, it is a complement for my sizzling body for what they fantasy night long.
Yesterday when I was enjoying one of my favorite hobbies [making fight of two dulls for my kiss] at the school backyard, my friend Emma came running. She is my best friend but frankly saying, she is a stupid bitch.
I could never make her understand, that boys want only one thing and that is sex. For instance, we girls always see the face, heart and dress but if it is a boy, he will just see what is behind the dress. You know they take everything in a non-veg way. Actually, boys have a fantastic power of imagination, you need not to drop your cloth, they can see it, even in close eye. To impress a boy, you may use lip-stick, fashionable dress or nice ear ring, but remember they will first see your pair and then the rest!
You know, my friend Emma always chases for love, but love is not an animal to be chased and caught; it is an invisible game of fate which would make you chase and caught.
To me, love is like a TV channel, more you see, more involved you are; so, better avoid it.
I have always seen Emma worrying for a good look but you know beauty is not in face, it is always in heart. Of course, pink red pimple on her cheek is not good for a girl but if it is true love, the lover will never worry the mark. Well I think-
Look matters until you are in love, but at the moment you really fall in love, look does not matter at all; and it blooms your look.
But strange, people are more worried about the first.

Yesterday After the school, she came running and whispered me ‘Hey, Liz today I am going there, please manage a little.’
Oh! This is the thing that I really hate.
She would go for a couple of hour, enjoy the ‘love-pain’ with pills and then be back with a new trouble which will emerge after nine months nine days. It is suck, really suck. ‘Why girls have all the trouble?’
However, I said, ‘Ok, go but don’t forget to take rubber, otherwise it will be like the last time.’ She gave a naughty smile, showed me the packet biting her red thick lip and went running with her waiting boy friend. I really like her, but she would never feel her own value.’

But why, why is she getting late today? She should have arrived now. Oh, she is coming…
‘Hey Liz, I am here!’ She comes in quick step.
‘You are late. I have been waiting here for last the ten minutes.’ Hugging ‘sorry, sorry, sorry dear, I got late, I slept like dead.’
‘Ok, don’t oil, let’s go.’
They begin to walk. Lisa asks ‘By the way, how was it?
‘What!’ says Emma, giving a queer look.
What!!! Liza raises brows.
Emma hastily answers ‘Oh that,..ya,.. I suppose …it was good.’
What? Suppose!
‘Well... I really can not recall… It is hazy’
‘You bitch, you got fu***ed some hours ago and can not recall! Is it a joke! Or what!’ Lisa says angrily.