"Tessa," began Josh, taking in a deep breath, "I really like you. Will you go out with me?"
The strawberry-blonde sighed. "Josh, I like you too. And I really do want to go out with you, but I just want you to stop doing… you know…" she shifted uncomfortably.
Now it was Josh's turn to sigh. He hung his head in shame. "I know you don't like me to. I'll try to quit, honest!" he said.
Tessa nodded. "Alright, then I'll be your girlfriend. Just promise me you won't do it anymore."
"I promise," said Josh solemnly, squeezing his new girlfriend's hand. "Now let's go, I'll buy you some frozen yogurt."
Later that night when Josh got home, he took off his jacket and reflected upon his date with Tessa and the amazing kiss they had shared in the rain. Content with his life for the moment, he decided to check his facebook. To his delight, he saw that he had a relationship request from Tessa.
"'Tessa has listed that the two of you are in a relationship. Would you like to confirm?'" he read. "Of course I would!" He clicked the confirmation button and smiled to himself. Things were finally looking up for him.
Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw it, sitting on the table. "You know you want to," it seemed to call to him. "You know it'll impress all of your friends if you do. You'll be so cool."
"No! I can't! I promised Tessa!" he cried. Gathering up all of his will-power, he stood up and hid the vile thing in his closet. "It's for Tessa," he reminded himself as he shut the door and walked away.
"Hi honey-bear!" I've missed you!" squealed Tessa, running up to Josh and hugging him tightly.
"Hi, babe, how are you?" he asked, kissing the top of her head.
"I'm really good. It's our one week anniversary! I can't believe we've lasted so long!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, this is my longest relationship ever! This is going so well!" he said.
"You haven't been… have you?" she asked, turning suddenly serious and looking him in the eyes.
"No, I haven't done it for a week!" he told her triumphantly.
She resumed hugging him. "Oh, I'm so proud of you!"
"Thanks, babe," he said, returning the embrace.
That same day at lunch, Josh was on his way to see Tessa when one his friends, Carson, the most popular guy in school, came up to him. "Hey! J-Man!" he exclaimed.
"Hey, Carson, what's up?" he asked.
"There's gonna be a huge party tonight at Rick's house! You should totally come!"
"Wow, a party. That sounds sweet! I have a giant essay to write but screw that, I'll definitely be there!" said Josh.
"Awesome, dude! See you there!"
As a testament to how quickly gossip spreads in high schools, by the time Josh found Tessa three minutes later, she had already heard about the party. "So I heard you're going to Rick's party tonight," she said.
"Yeah, you don't have a problem with that do you? 'Cause I don't have to go."
"No, it's fine, you can go. Just promise me you won't get in trouble, okay?" she asked with her cute puppy-dog eyes.
"And don't even think about—"
"Tessa! I won't! I swear to God!" he nearly yelled.
"Alright! I just know a lot of other guys there will probably be doing it and I don't want you to get sucked in!" she said defensively.
Josh sighed. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. And don't worry. I love you so much and I'd never do anything to hurt this relationship."
"Aw! I love you too!"
They then proceeded to make out in the middle of the hall.
At the party that night they were playing some really cool music like Justin Bieber and the Black Eyed Peas and Josh was fist pumping like a boss. When he was done dancing, he realized that his pants had ridden up to a socially acceptable height so he promptly lowered them to reveal a fashionable amount of his underwear, which was pretty much all of them.
As he was grabbing a diet Dr. Pepper from the cooler, Carson called him over. "Hey, J-Dude! Come hang with us bro!"
Josh wandered over to the guys and almost turned back when he saw what they were doing. "Come join us! Did you bring yours?" they asked.
"No, my girlfriend made me quit," he told them.
They all pointed and laughed at him. "Dude, look around. Your girlfriend isn't here, is she?" asked Carson.
"So she'll never find out!" said Carson.
"Here, you can use mine. I got the really good expensive kind!" said Rick.
"Wow, no way!" marvelled Josh. He just couldn't resist. Tessa was nowhere around; besides, what harm could it do to do it just once?
"How was the party last night?" asked Tessa the next morning.
"It was sick! I had so much fun!" he told her.
"I'm glad," she smiled cutely. "And you didn't…?"
"Nope," he lied through his smiling teeth.
"Good. I'm proud of you," she grabbed his hand and made him walk her to class.
That day after school, Josh passed Carson and Rick in the courtyard. "Hey! J-Man! Wait up!" called out Carson. Josh turned around. "Did you bring it?" asked Carson.
Josh looked around once to make sure Tessa wasn't around, and then nodded. He opened his backpack and pulled it out.
"Sweet!" said Rick. "Let's do this!"
When Josh got back to his house that evening, Tessa was waiting on his doorstep angrily. "Where have you been?" she growled.
"What? I was um, at the library… doing my um… history homework!" he stuttered.
Tessa just looked even angrier. "I'm in your history class, idiot! There was no homework!"
"Did I say history? I meant English!" he said nervously.
"I heard you were with Carson and Rick."
"What? No! Who told you that?" he began to panic.
"Let me see your backpack." Tessa took a menacing step towards him.
"Give it to me!" she yelled.
Lest he face the wrath of the adorable but frightening girl in front of him, Josh surrendered his backpack. Immediately Tessa tore it open and violently riffled through its contents. She gasped as she pulled it out of his backpack.
"Wait! I can explain! It's not mine! I'm just holding it for a friend!" he cried.
"I knew it!" she shouted. "You've been kendama-ing!" She threw his kendama to the ground with all of the force she could muster. Then growling with rage, she grabbed a pair a scissors from Josh's backpack and cut the string. The little ball plummeted to the ground and bounced once before rolling down the street and into the gutter.
"What the hell, woman, that cost my mom 200 dollars!" he yelled.
"Screw you!" she shrieked and stalked away, mumbling under her breath the whole time.
Josh picked up the battered and useless remains of his kendama. "Mom!" he called as he ran into the house. "Can I have 200 bucks?"