"Distracted? How can anyone be that distracted?"
Cristol just shrugged. She had always been average size but fluctuated depending on level of activity. She was almost thin by the end of a summer of swimming and hiking, but somewhat plump after a winter of watching television. Her sophomore year had been kind to her; she developed nicely, and last June she’d been thrilled when boys commented on a MySpace bathing suit photo she posted. "Sexy bitch” and "HOT!" were exactly the kind of responses she'd been seeking.
"What about Field? He hasn't said anything either?" Sparkler asked.
“Nah. He's trying to spend as much time as possible with his girlfriend before he leaves. Brianna's at college, you know. Left last week. So he goes up there all the time."
"He's probably afraid she'll find a new boyfriend when he goes away."
"Probably. She's too good for him anyway. Minister's daughter with a loser like my brother - it never made sense to me."
They sat and thought about Field and Brianna.
Cristol hadn’t fully forgiven her brother for that episode last spring. Who was he to snitch on her for using drugs? This was her turn to do the same things he'd done and she wasn’t going to miss it. Before she knew it, she’d be old, too. Old and a teen mom. She took the joint from Sparkler and put it to her lips.
"So, he hasn't seen you, or hasn't noticed?"
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Thank you, Jesus. Tense, but surviving, Cristol held her breath.
"Beautiful. Look right here. Hold it..” The camera whirred and clicked in rapid succession, indicating three shots taken.
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