Some teenagers use drugs or sex to escape overbearing parents. I used books.
All my life my mother has been hovering over me, afraid to let me experience ANYTHING
So I got really good grades, graduated high school at sixteen, and escaped to a new life-my own life-at college.
To jump start my social life, I decided to rush the Alphas, the most exclusive sorority on campus.
Things started to get complicated when I told one little white lie (okay, maybe not so little).
Then one sister invoked The Alpha Bet, a super-secret set of alphabetical tasks we pledges have to complete to prove our loyalty to the sorority.
Now the Alpha Bet has taken over my life.
Can you spell B-E-T-R-A-Y-A-L?
My main character, Grace Kelly, tells a whopper of a lie to get what she wants. The Buzz Girls thought it would be fun to blog about some lies we've told. I decided to go with a lie I told in fourth grade.
I should probably back up a little bit. When I started kindergarten I met a nice curly-haired little girl who liked all the same things I did. We became fast friends and were soon inseparable. As lame as it sounds, she was my whole world. Even though I was very young, I can still remember that I could feel our friendship was changing. She started spending more time with four other girls and she started having a really hard time "finding" me on the playground. We still sat side-by-side in class and shared lots of giggles throughout the day. One afternoon we had a test on measurements. When I turned in my paper I felt like I had done pretty good even though inches and centimeters weren't my best subject. A little while later the teacher called both of us to her desk. I remember thinking that maybe we were getting a prize for having the two best scores in the class.
The teacher shocked me by asking us if one of us had cheated. I remember being so shocked you could have knocked me over with a feather. Then my "friend" told the teacher that she saw me looking at her paper. I didn't know how to respond. I just stood there, brokenhearted. Then the teacher asked me if I had looked at her paper. I said yes. I don't know if I did it out of hopes to keep my friend or if I had doubts that maybe I really had glanced over, not to copy, but maybe I wanted to see if my friend was almost done or something. Thankfully, my teacher was smarter than a devious little fourth-grader. She separated our desks all the way across the room from each other and made us take the test again. The teacher graded the papers right in front of us without saying a word. I got an A and she flunked.
My teacher never said anything to me about the incident but I knew from that point on that she was on my side. I hate to think what might have happened if the teacher hadn't retested us. As you can imagine I lost my best friend that day. Not that she turned out to be much of a friend after all but it was my first significant loss and I have never forgot it.
Have you ever told a lie to salvage a friendship?
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