Sasha: So what made you do it?
Me: Do what?
We're sitting on my bed. She's telling me about new makeups from MARK, and how I can dress like Holly J on Degrassi. No mention of her last love affair or fling or whatever. Its just us.
Sasha: You know? Did you? Did you have sex with Jess?
Me: Jess? ( I crack up) No. Did you-
Sasha: I got birth control pills.
Me: Oh. (what else could I say...I look away, thinking I feel left out or something. Like we were supposed to decide this together. She's doing this without me and I dunno what to do.)
Sasha: Don't look at me that way. I don't want to be pregnant at 16. I'm taking care of myself.
Me: Its just...I'm not worried about birth control yet.
Sasha: You should. You don't want to think about it before its too late.
Me: You make it sound like. I dunno. I could just run into somebody and..and it would happen.
Sasha: You could always get raped.
Me: That's a cheerful thought....NOT.
Sasha: What you should really do is be on the pill at least a year before you're sexually active.
Me: What sort of commercials have you been listening to?
Sasha: I'm just telling you what you should do. You know, see how your body is going to take it. You have to do it for you and no one else.
Me: So? Are you having sex (I wince, thinking I really don't want to know, do I?)
And thats when I hear about her and neighbor guy Duane. I guess the French guy is history.