hi. i'm tracy and i'm sixteen and i'm a gymnast and i don't have a boyfriend.
duh.
hey rob, see you at the carnival later?
god, i can't do this.
you know what, though? i feel like i'm really ready to do it. to have sex for the first time.
but i'm not a penguin.
i'm rob's prom date. josie glares at rob.
rob, what do you want to be when you grow up?
no, i know. but, what if you don't make it? 'i mean, you don t want to be working at a mail place the rest of your life. it's okay for an after school job, but, come on, "hi, i'm rob and i run the tiki post"?! totally lame. tracy starts to giggle. rob does not.
are you having fun?
good. gibby gave me champagne.
rob, i've - i've thought about it a lot. and i think- i mean, i know. you're the one. my penguin. rob looks at her. she's young. she's beautiful. she's tipsy. she's trying to put her legs behind her head.
rob, i mean it. i want you to be my first. me and you. once the floor stops spinning, let's have sex. he looks around. it's high school prom. a skinny kid is getting beat up in a corner. other kids are sneaking smokes. he can't do this.