You and I are best friends, and have been since 2nd grade. We go to the same school, we have occasional sleepovers, and we’re basically like brother and sister. After school today, we went over to my place for another sleepover. We’ve watched movies, played board games, ate snacks, and even took some puffs from my secret stash of cigarettes. We have taken our showers and got ready for bed, and now, you’re laying in my bed, and I’m on my couch. Little do we both know, something quite life-changing is about to happen to you. We’re just teenagers, being 15-years-old. No, nothing ‘freaky’ is going to happen to us, but you… You’re beginning your first ever period, without really knowing it happened. Things happen, after all. And as soon as we find out that monthly thing happened, I’m going to spoil and cuddle you rotten. I don’t want my baby being in pain, or discomfort.

“Good night, babe… Sleep well.”