Tracy/Trixie

Tracy/Trixie
by Michelle Camitan

Dear Diary,
I got my test results back, and guess what. I got straight A’s! Mom and dad would be so proud of me. Between you and me, I think they’re getting me a car. Brian came over to my locker after school and gave me a 10 second hug. Isn’t my boyfriend the sweetest? I think my life is just perfect.
Tracy

Dear Diary,
The party was great. I danced with the most amazing guy, but I kind of forgot his name. But I’m sure he was hot. Oh, and I slept with him. And three others I think. Or was it four? Anyway, I wore almost nothing, which of course got the boys’ attention. I am such a genius sometimes, even I surprise myself. I was the life of the party, diary. It was amazing. Guys got me beers left and right, and well, how can I refuse? They all lined up for me too. I can see how much they want to dance with me. It was all really flattering.
Trixie

Dear Diary,
Today was bizarre. When I woke up, my head was pounding and I wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing! Ok, well maybe I was, but only a stitch! Maybe even half a stitch! I have no idea where I got the clothes and the headache. I only got drunk once, but I swore I would never do it again. Yet here I am with a hangover. When I went to school, they were all staring at me. The girls and the guys! The girls were glaring, but the boys were staring. Hungrily, if I’m not mistaken. What is going on??
Tracy