There are worse things I could do than go with a boy or two. Even though the neighborhood thinks I'm trashy and no good. I suppose it could be true, but there are worse things I could do.I could flirt with all the guys; smile at them and bat my eyes, press against them when we dance, make them think they stand a chance then refuse to see it through. That's a thing I'd never do.I could stay home every night, wait around for Mr.Right. Take cold showers everyday and throw my life away on a dream that won't come true.