Hello everyone.

It was September 2009 I was 16 at that time.

After so many failed attempts to get out of the house without superior authorisation . Very confidently I said to myself -“ it has to be today it’s now or never. I am ready”!

All my friends some younger than me had been out several times . Always showing off their ‘night stories ‘ I perfectly remember going to secondary school on a Monday morning and there was not other subject but ‘ what happened last night ‘.

I always felt left out and a little bit jealous because I really wanted to experience the nightlife . I wanted to be with my friends . I wanted to dance . I wanted to listen to music I wanted to be out of the house for a whole night . I wanted to feel like a grown up .

For an innocent girl like I was back then (still am) the nightlife was a whole mysteriosity for me , I had so many expections such as ‘I’m going to find the love of my life , I am going to drink a lot, (yes never had a drink until 16, still not a fan) . What if I kissed a stranger ? What if , what if that’s all I could think

I had a weekend school trip to somewhere near Sintra ( a fairytale place in Portugal ) . And I was totally prepared to omit some information about the school trip and say to relatives – ‘ Mrs Paul said that all the students need to be at school now , there was a change with the bus times ‘ . It was Friday afternoon and the school had explicit stipulated that all students needed to be at 9 am at the school main gate.

But desperately like I was I couldn’t miss this opportunity and follow what the school said ! My plan seemed perfect , how could they ever find out? I am still going to the school trip only going to a party before that , nothing wrong to have fun.

Luckily or ‘unluckily’ enough Mrs Paul the teacher organising the trip decided to call home saying ‘ I just want to remind that Jess (me) needs to be at school by 9 o’clock tomorrow … I didn’t even listened to the rest of the conversation . I got caught .

My world collapsed . How dare him? How dare him to call home? What was the necessity ? Am I a kid? Why he didn’t call after I left the house ? – this teacher is a monster . Typically teenager overacting about minimalistic things , to be honest I was a really rebellious teenager.

I was understandably annoyed with this whole situation . I had packed all my bags with my best colthing . I had enough money to buy drinks , I done my hair , I had place to sleep after the party . I was ready to live life! I was ready to be… To feel like man adult.

Then this teacher out of the blue decides to call home to destroy my plans my expectations , my experience- very very bad timing.

I was fuming and left the house trying to explain and sound as credible as possible that , that teacher didn’t know about bus timing changes because he was not the principal.

Crestfallen , feeling like I was living a terror movie . I could only imagine what I’d do to that teacher If I had seen him ‘right now’ . Nonetheless half way through with all my bags and a very annoyed look on my face I decided to go back home. I had accepted that, that night was not meant to be . (Good girl).

Thank you , smashingReal.