Chapter 4

My crew told me that all the signs were there. From the time that he had let me borrow his pager for a day, cause I forgot mine and they said that he wasn�t the kind of person who let other borrow his stuffs like a pager or cell or something. There was also the time when he told me that he gonna skip his English class. After asking him not to skip, to my surprise, he didn�t!

Somehow I think and still do, that he only do that to make me happy and to make me feel better about my break-up with Justin. Really if my crew back in Laval, heard what I just said� they would LOVE to kick my ass! And beside, I didn't want to lost my reputation as being "The Bitch" at school.

Also I remembered when was the first time I was drunk and it was at my aunt�s wedding in November 1st 1997, when I was 12 years old. One had warn me that I was drinking the bowl of punch with alcohol, heck there were 2 punch bowl� one with alcohol and the other doesn�t have any. Beside that, the waitress was serving me champagne and beer, not even bothering asking me if I had a ID or not. By the end of the night, I ended up sleeping and talking like crazy.

After that I didn�t drink until my friends Jeff threw a party in the month of Febuary 1999. I had a few drink, but it wasn�t enough to make fall over the place� you can say that I was half way here. Even if I was half way, it was enough for me to end up the rest of the night making out with an 22 years old guy. His name was Patrick and the older half-brother of Jeff and I had don�t idea why he was at a 14-15-16 years old party. I did remember everything that happen that night after I woke up the next morning, but I ignore it and denied everything.

The next month, Jeff decided to throw another party and I told myself that I wouldn�t drink. Dude like I can keep a promise like that! I ended up drunk and I mean VERY drunk, because of the 2 glasses of rhum which had 75% of alcohol, some shooter and I had NO idea how many time I had jog down, but DAMN I was FINISH! At the middle of the night, I ended passing out a couple of time on the floor and started crying for no reason. I didn�t remember much, but I remembered a guy by the name of Mathieu helping through out the night. The next day, my crew were making fun of me, by saying �Angie don�t wanna go night-night!�. Cause it seemed that I was saying that through out the night, when Cynthia and Claudie (beside Mathieu they were the ones who were checking on if I was okay and that NO guys could take an advantage of me in that condition) were telling me that needed to sleep, but after saying that, I end up passing out on the floor.

Also it seemed that I had spend 4 hours, which seemed like 5 minutes, sleeping, passing out, crying and throw up in the bathroom till Dominic�s folk came to pick me and him up� can I say that it ain�t pretty? Everyone was like telling me to act normal and all� I mean HELLO! I WAS DRUNK!. But anyways what was more shocking to me was when they told me that I started dancing like a stripper in front of a guy who was sitting on the couch. What made my jaw on the ground, was when I almost took my top off in front of the dude!� but Claudie and Cynthia stopped me and dragged me into Jeff�s bedroom.

During the summer of summer 1999, I had spent half of that season thinking about Ricky. Not only that, I spent most of the time in front of the computer, chatting with some people who I didn�t give a fuck at the beginning. But as time passed by, I started to trust some of them. Because of the fact of staying home too much and depress over the dude, I didn�t eat anything and that was when I started to have an eating disorder by the name of anorexia and my folks did notice it. My mom basically came into my room from time to time, telling me that supper or what whatever way ready. After telling her that I wasn�t hungry and all for numerous of times, she ALWAYS came back with another plan, saying �Daddy is going to take you anywhere ya wanna eat. Come!� or �Aunty is making your favorite dish and we�re going to eat at her place. Let�s go!�, etc. My answer were ALWAYS �No! I�m not hungry!�. I admit that I had a problem with it, but when you�re getting skinner� you don�t ask question. My mom just never gives hope up for me and she knew that there was something wrong and that I could get through that.

That summer time was also the time I had pick up my very first weed. I knew that was bad for me and all, but like the cigarette� I didn�t give a shit about it. Beside that, it was Claudie�s 15th birthday and since her and the others dudes were stone and fuck up I might say� heck Jeff and Louis were trying to see who could swing higher (we were at a park and it was like 1am); Julie-Ann was riding this animal thing and was singing �Get Naked� by Tommy Lee and all; Claudie was on the ground looking at the clouds saying that it were the color pink or something and after that Jeff showed me that he could play 2 roles or something (???)� that were fuck up my friends and yeah I was stupid that I took the shoot anyway. I spend the night singing and riding a duck with Julie-Ann and NO I wasn�t pucking it! First affect, it didn�t do much, but you ALWAYS come back for more. Well me and the others did and we could have free stocks, cause Julie-Ann�s brother sold some, but I had to pay for my share� like $2 or so.

Chapter 5

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