Your BFF become your worst enemies. Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Cell phones are used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Underwear turn into thongs. Kisses turn into sex….Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things tu could get from boys were cooties? When dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a card game o a made up fairytale in your backyard, the only drug tu knew of was cough medicine, and wearing a falda didn't make u a whore? The only things that hurt u were skinned knees, and goodbyes that only meant until tomorrow? The only thing tu could cheat in was games, and players were only for sports not relationships? The only way we could change was with clothes and not ourselves. Yet we absolutely couldn't wait to grow up and now growing up is our worst fear...♥