Bad Decisions

Rose a teenage girl who learns there is more to being a teenager than school, and being in love, and being an actress.

There is something invigorating about forgetting your responsibilities even if its only for an hour and thirty five minutes.Thats all it took for me to fall in love, fall in love with being careless.

The rev of the engine and the screech of the tires on his silly little Prius. I f*****g hate those cars. Galloway was driving and Allen was shot gun. The smell of freedom flooded in as we drove off the school campus and speeded down sunset boulevard at 9:00 am. Allen suggested a little teenage shenanigans, so we pull into the parking lot of the super 8 motel. Whats better than crappy free food, I mean I guess there wasn’t really anything to complain about since we technically stole it. Our conversation was all laughs and things about sex, which used to be something that made me so uncomfortable, but it was so natural. With an hour left we pondered what to do before going back to jail. I pulled out the little green box of happiness out of my bag and we bought a lighter since I lost mine. Galloway parked his Prius on a street in Angeleno Heights, it used to be the Beverly Hills of Los Angeles, the pretty houses with porches. 

He didn’t want the stench to soak his car or our clothes. Allen lit the cigarette that hung from my lips and as we walked I took my chance at holding his hand, he didn’t seem to mind. We stopped by a beautiful car a T-Bird and the boys talked all this car stuff about rear axels and rain shields and I stood there and let the head rush do its thing. The boys wanted a picture with the car so of course I did them the honor. We finished our cigarettes and licked our lips free of the sweet menthol flavor that lingered while we headed back towards the car. Drove around some more and eventually made it back to school. The tobacco still floating around in my lungs and Allen’s arm still hanging around my waist. I realized I don’t need to be in love with a boy, or with art, or with responsibility. I just need to be free. Be a teenager and make bad decisions, because later it will haunt me that I didn’t.