I
was thinking about that boy Charlie today. He really was just so sweet. He
smelled so nice. I told Betty all about him on the phone. I think June was
trying to overhear us talking the whole time. It’s okay, she’s just bored with
her own life. We kept getting interrupted by mom yelling at me for wrapping up
the phone cord around my finger and for occasionally glancing at myself in my
compact mirror. Gosh! Does no one else in this house have a life besides me?
Betty said she thought we were
starting to get reputations. Personally I don’t care. I like being with boys.
Plus, it’s not like we can possibly have worse reputations than the older
girls. And it’s the boys’ choice to hang with us over them. I think Betty
worries too much. Her dad is taking us to the movie theater tonight. I hope
Betty still wants to run over to the drive-in restaurant.
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