Guest sneak Posted April 28, 2005 Share Posted April 28, 2005 yesterday i was sitting down, stoned, thinking about people from my past. i suddenly remembered this one certain girl and i thought id share her story with you.. so i went to this relativly good public school for a few years of my edcuation. i didnt go down to well and after a few years i left. it was quite a strict school with a lot of rich people sending their kids there. in my year, there was a girl called natalie. now, nat as we all knew her could be easily described as a "stereotypical blonde" - blue eyes, nice tits, nice legs but a bit slow in some things. the reason i became friends with her was because we were put into a lot of the same "sets" for our classes (usually the bottom one cos we were thick) and truely she was one of the safest people ive met. she would be the one to start the piss taking of teachers, the terrorising of other students etc. she'd even come out and smoke weed with us on our lunch. one of the lads but with tits basically. however, she was always one of those girls who had a different boyfriend each week (one week we met the crackdealing one). i wouldnt say "loose" was the best term, but it sure is appropriate.. nat came from an extremely well off family. her dad was very high up the ladder in jansport and other sports companies (the reason why we all rocked jansport bags - we got them free). so what im saying is that she was kind of set for life. daddy's girl type ting. anyway before i get to distracted, ill tell you why im typing this and why you are reading it. as i mentioned earlier, i left that school aged 16. then that summer i bumped into nat on the bus. guess what? low and behold she was pregnant. i asked whose it was, and she replied to me with (and i swear to god this is the truth) "im not sure, it could be ****, or **** or even *** (the crackdealer). now me being the polite dude i am, wasnt going to turn around on a busy bus and just ask exactly what the fuck she was thinking of by being such a hoe so i steered the conversation to what her plans were. the reply? get a council house and shoot drugs from it. **what a plan** this girl was 16 at the time. -------- this thread isnt to stop and ask questions about how his happened (if you dont know about the birds and the bee's now your screwed), what the family are doing, or even whose kid it is.....its to share pointless stories along the same vein. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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