July 12

July 12

            So much for a Friday.

            English was mediocre, at best. Mrs. Maxwell passed back our results from a test last week. Since we’ve been reading Speak my grade has been a 98, but I made a 70 on the test for the book. Mrs. Maxwell asked if there was anything on my mind when I took my test and I shrugged but later realized Roman was on my mind.

            Mr. Cooper was out sick so our class had to be covered by a counselor. Apparently all of her group is level 8, and thus goes home on the weekends.

            She gave us no assignment and told us to do as me normally did. Some times Mr. Cooper would take us somewhere in the building so we could be inspired, but the counselor didn’t believe us when we told her that.

            So six from the class grouped into a circle, including myself, and played Never Have I Ever. I’ve never played the game so Abigail (one of the drug addicts) explained it to me.

            “Everyone holds up both hands and someone says something they have never done and if the people in the circle have done it they put a finger down. If all 10 fingers are down you loss and it goes on until there’s only one person left.” Abigail adjusted herself “I’ll go first. Never have I ever… stole.”

            Two fingers went down.

            The girl next to her said, “Never have I ever bought a car.”

            Three fingers dropped.

            “Never have I ever had sex.”

            Four fingers.

            “Never have I ever cried during a movie.”

            Four fingers dropped including mine.

            It was my turn “Never have I ever … had a real boyfriend.”

            Some girls gasped, but no one’s finger dropped. I felt so stupid.

            “Now me!” Cried a red haired girl “Never have I ever burned myself.”

            Three fingers, including mine

            “Never have I ever tried to kill myself.”

            One less for me.

            A larger girl I had seen with the binge eaters said, “Never have I ever tried crank.”

            At least I didn’t lose a finger.

            Abigail again “Never have I ever purged.”

            One less. Once she said that should I put down all my fingers because I’m guilty of purging countless time.

            “Never have I ever been to a funeral.”

            One girl lost at this one and I had only six fingers left.

            “Never have I ever gotten drunk.”

            Two more girls out. I too lost a finger. Just three of us.

            My turn “Never have I ever had the flu.”

            Some girl huffed, and three lost a finger, but no one got out on that one.

            “Never have I ever tried drugs.”

            I’m tried pot, if that counts. I went ahead and put a finger down. Just four left for me, but it was just Abigail and I at this point.

            “Never have I ever been to church before I came to Bryant’s”

            I lost a finger.

            My turn “Never have I ever had blonde hair.”

             Abigail has blond hair so she lost the game.

            After the game everyone seemed to spilt up. During lunch I hated myself for telling everyone all that I did. I know I didn’t say it with my mouth, just with my actions.

           

           

Reviews

[PyroKitty24]

I've played a game similar to that, but it was actually more of a counseling game. I'm not ashamed of what I am or what I've done. I don't mind sharing it.

[Tina Kline]

The pain of doing something or letting others know something that you regret doing later. If only we could know before hand how well be feeling after the fact.

[Chris38]

These stupid games are pointless and just create embarrasement for the teemagers. Great chapter.