by mary saelee
Age 17
Grade 11
Fremont High School
"My
friends always say we come in a package, and I
think we do. We've become really close this year,
and I think it's because we spend more time
together going out. It's also because the three
of us have pagers. "
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It all
starts at school on a Friday afternoon. It seems
like forever until the 3:15 bell. At lunch, we
usually invite friends to go out with us that
night, but it always ends up just the three of
us: Kristy, Mey and me. We usually plan to see
the latest movie or just kick it at an arcade. I
live about 15 minutes away from school, so we
walk to my house.
Just the
Three of Us
Kristy is usually the
one to make the calls to people to see who's
doing what. She's the oldest of the three of us,
but she is the most childlike. She stands at
about 4' ll, without her platform shoes,
that is. She is a petite Chinese girl who has a
very innocent look, but when you get to know her,
she is far from innocent. I trust her sometimes,
but I can tell she is lying when she gives me
this evil smile. When we first started to hang
out together, she had a very strict curfew. Even
though she is almost 18, she had to come home
very early. Now she can get home by 1 a.m. That's
pretty early for us because most of us do not
have curfews. For example, I can come home at 3
a.m. and no one will ask when I got home.
Mey and I met in the
seventh grade when I moved to Oakland. We didn't
find out we were cousins until about a month
after we became friends. I was transferred into
her math class, and we started talking. She
invited me to eat lunch with her and a couple of
her other friends. At that time, I didn't really
know anyone, so I was pleased to join them.
One day, I was showing
my uncle from out of town where my grandfather's
house was, and he wanted to stop by the house of
a cousin of mine. I didn't know who the cousin
was, and I found out later on that it was Mey.
It's weird because our parents knew each other
since they were children, but we met at school,
of all places. We are both Mien and are about the
same age. She is a couple months older than me
and a few inches taller than me.
Life By
Pager
Many Fridays, we go to
my house and are stranded by people because they
say they'll pick us up, but never show up. One
time, the three of us were waiting for Kristy's
friend to pick us up. It was around six, so we
weren't stuck yet. As time went on, they would
page each other back and forth. Pagers, to us,
are a major plus to our social lives. When we
need to reach someone, we simply pick up the
phone and page with 411 (where are you) or 6811
1773 911 (call me, emergency).
He said he would pick us
up. Each time he said was at a later time. That
Friday night, he and a few of our other friends
were going to pick someone up from out of town.
That's why it was taking so long. Finally, around
midnight, he voice-mailed her and said, sorry, he
couldn't make it back to Oakland, but he would
make it up to her.
Most of the times we go
out, it's just the three of us. My friends always
say we come in a package, and I think we do.
We've become really close this year, and I think
it's because we spend more time together going
out. It's also because the three of us have
pagers. Before, we would try to call each other,
but now we just page 6811 and our code. Sometimes
we use 555 (hurry), when we really need the
person to call fast. We don't have our licenses,
so we sort of depend on other people. If the car
does not fit all of us, we don't go.
One Night
Out
On one successful night,
we actually went out. We met at my house to be
picked up, as usual. A friend picked us up to
watch a movie. We ended up in Emeryville. We
watched An American Werewolf in
Paris. The movie was supposed to be scary,
but it was actually funny. Afterwards, we called
some other friends and decided to meet a Camelot
Park in Livermore. The three of us were the only
girls, but it's always fun just as long as we are
together. At Camelot, we met up with other
friends and played video games and air hockey
until almost twelve. We left because Kristy had
to get home.
After we go out, Kristy
usually pages me 111817178 78115 (wanna talk?). I
usually change and wash my face before I page her
to call me. We talk for about an hour or longer
about what we just did, then page each other 979
or 5 012381775 -- nighty night or sweet dreams.
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