Prompt: No, no, no! 05/30/09
I had nothing to say to Betty. She’d been talking for 12 minutes non-stop. I knew because I kept looking at my watch over and over during those 12 agonizing minutes. I was thinking about going out with the guys: my friends, my buds. That’s what I really wanted to do.
Betty and I had been together for a year and a half. It was our senior year in high school and I’d grown tired of her.
There she was rambling on about something, and I hadn’t been listening to a word.
“Well?” she finally asked.
I didn’t know. I didn’t know what she’d been talking about. She glared at me in disbelief that I wasn’t answering her.
I didn’t like the look she was giving me, so I said, “No!”
“No?” she demanded.
“No, no, no!” I screamed, wondering what I was saying “no” to.
“You're saying ‘no’, you don’t want to have sex with me tonight, after you’ve been pestering me for sex every day for a year and a half?!”
And then she left.
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