what was that?
what are the boys like?
my father just took me on a trip to australia.
what year are you in?
but i thought high school is only four years.
thanks. nice meeting you.
oh, i suck. i suck.
kathryn, this is ronald clifford. he's giving me music lessons over the summer.
ronald is one of the few high school students attending juliard. he's composing his first opera.
doctor king is my favorite.
he's alright. he kept talking about this bulimic headcase he dumped over fourth of july.
what a loser she must be. anyhow, court's invited me to the hamptons for labor day weekend.
you think so? i don't know. i guess i'm just scared.
ah duh. boys. i've never even gone to first base with a guy. what do i do?
eww. no. that's gross.
are you for real?
i guess. it still sounds gross.
it was nothing.
okay.
that was cool.
what are you saying?
is it that obvious?
no.
i don't know.
i do like him. i can't stop thinking about him.
okay.
yes. they're in this antique doll house in my room.
why?
you'd do that for me?
best friends.
that was beautiful.
i'll see you tomorrow.
where did you find those?
those are my letters!
finished.
you think he'll like it?
what are you doing?
i look terrible.
i'm getting out of here.
i want to go home.
i want to go home.
my mom? don't call my mom.
please please please. i'll do anything. just don't call my mom.
and then i can go home?
just a kiss, right?
what are you doing?
but -
i'm in the bath, mom.
okay.
i'm just not feeling well.
please. i need you. i don't know what to do. you're the only one i can talk to.
who is it?
no.
something awful happened last night.
i.  i don't think you want to know.
it involves your brother. he.  took advantage of me.
if she knew, she'd kill me. it happened at your house last night.
i don't know.
well.  not exactly.
no.
if that's what you call it.
what do i do then?
well.  i don't know - it was weird. at first it felt icky, then it felt kind of okay. then, i started getting really hot and then i started shaking and then like, i don't t know.  it felt like an explosion, but a good one.
i did?
i am?
i don't love him. i love ronald.
but that would make me a slut. wouldn't it?
it's like a secret society.
cool.
want to join me?
am i suppose to be this sore?
i like it better when i'm on top.
i'm sorry.
is it me?
it's that girl, annette.
where are you going?
need any company?
want a blow job?
prude.