1997 School Girl Fantasies (Nothing Kinky)

It was the year of 1997, I was a thirteen-year-old studying in class-8 and my whole being was overflowing with dreams and fantasies. I was a nervous teenager getting the scare of my life every time my body surprised me with some new development. But I wasn’t a difficult one, I swear. In fact, I was pretty composed or at least I tried hard not to let my emotions take over me. So anyway, that year I distanced myself from the group of girls with whom I had been glued since primary school. I don’t remember whether it was premeditated or it just happened, but it happened. There was never bad-blood between me and my ex-group but there was definitely some tension and I could sense some feelings of betrayal. It would have been a dirty scene had I shifted my loyalty in the middle of the school year but the transition was smoothly done on the first day of school.

If my parents paid some attention to me, they would have told me to stick with my old gang (Being the youngest in the family has those benefits, parents are already too occupied with the elder siblings that they just don’t have time or energy for you). My new group of friends comprised of three girls who were all elder to me by two or more years and thus more experienced teenagers. One of them was already wearing make-up and so perfectly that our teachers could never complain about her face and two of them were quite dull in studies and those two even had boyfriends. It was a big deal!! For the next three years, the four of us would be inseparable but, only within the boundaries of the school.

The truth was that we were never best friends, we were just school friends and somehow, we all understood that and none of us demanded for more. We were all benefitting from each other as if we had made a silent pact. We rarely made any efforts to meet up outside the school hours and so our friendship didn’t continue after we left school. We all met last in the beginning of the year 2000, that was 17 years back. At present, one of them is in my Facebook friend’s list and neither of us has any idea where the other two could be.  It was a strange kind of friendship now that I think about it. We actually didn’t have much in common except our adolescent fantasies.

We all know how much teenage girls can laugh, and we were no different. We laughed so hard at everything and everybody that crossed our paths but, we dreamed the most and I was the biggest dreamer of the group. It is funny and at the same time embarrassing to recall the things we talked and dreamed about. The top one on my list was the time when we decided to start a ‘band’. Those were the days of Take That, Backstreet Boys, Boyzone and Spice Girl and we got highly inspired while sitting in our classroom. The first thing we did was come up with a name or two for our band using the first letter of our names. Till the fantasy faded, we couldn’t decide whether we were ZAAB or BAZA. That didn’t stop us from carving both names on our wooden desks (wherever we sat) or scribbling those alphabets on the back pages of our notebooks. Z (myself) was the drummer, the As were the bassist and the lead guitarist and B was vocalist. It all looked promising to the four of us and we were happy except that there was only one problem. None of us could play the instruments we assigned ourselves.

The education I received from those three girls were in no way connected with our school syllabus but they were good lessons that, I believe, helped me in many situations. I learned to give a little attention to my appearance, I learned to wear my skirt at a smart length, I learned about male and female bodies, about flirting, to discuss my body,  I learned the difference between crushes and love, the upsides and downsides of keeping boyfriends and many other stuff that the rest of my classmates wouldn’t know about. All these from just observing them and listening to their experiences and the gossips they brought to school. These girls were free natured and didn’t have any inhibitions while speaking or asking questions even with teachers. I wasn’t like them though and that was among many things I never picked up. We were just normal teenage girls struggling with school lessons and still more interested in the lives of adults.

Zenei

2 Comments

  1. Wow… All ur articles are very interesting. Great job Zenei!

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