I was 15 when I met "Cal"(we'll call him that for the purpose of protecting the innocent or better yet 'one of the jerks of the world'). He was a typical bad boy, smoked, drank, smoked pot, swore a lot, and gosh not even good looking. He had a single mom, and a couple of equally 'bad' siblings. His mother did the best she could probably, because most of us do. Anyways, my point is NOT a good guy.
My interest came from a standpoint of feeling sorry for him. I supposed correctly, that he was one of the "lost" souls in the world with no direction. Somehow, and I'm still not sure how, we became friends. I tried and failed to set him up with a friend of mine from our cheer-leading squad. He wasn't interested in her. That's where I should have dropped it, but obviously I didn't or I wouldn't be writing about it now.
We started talking on the phone a couple of nights a week, which soon turned into to every night. Within a few months of this friendship, we were steady dating. . .
I have a religious background. I was born and raised in the Mormon faith. We don't drink, smoke, do drugs, and we most definitely do NOT have horns!!!! Hee hee, I had to add that one!! So even becoming friends with Cal, was definitely the wrong thing for me to do. 'Birds of a feather flock together' my Mom always said. I should have paid attention!
When you date a boy who smokes and drinks and does drugs, He most DEFINITELY has horns!!!! The devil himself is laughing all the way when a young, naive, religious girl, starts going with a boy like that. I say he had horns because all he did the whole time we were 'going together' was try to convince me to be a 'bad' girl. "Here try this, it won't hurt you. You'll like it. It makes you cool. It makes you feel good. You're too uptight, you're too this, you're too that." Text book for all the DARE campaigns! I'm not kidding either! I seriously wonder how these people come to be?! Not in healthy relations I can tell you that!
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