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Diane looked around at all of us and smiled. "It's okay. it's just that. . I'm a virgin," "YOU'RE A WHAT?" Tracy screamed and jumped off the couch.
Diane just shrugged her shoulders.
No, Way.
She and Ryan were together for so long, they were practically married. Well, maybe those jokes about married people not having sex were true.
"Seriously!" Tracy screamed.
Diane nodded. "Seriously," "Wow."
After an awkward pause, Diane got up and walked over to Tracy. "thank you, Tracy," she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "thank you for thinking all this time that I was a huge slut."
Tracy shrugged her shoulders. "Hey, judging my friends is what I'm here for."
"Penny, can we please put some music on so we can drown her out?" Diane smiled at me.
"Yeah, like any speaker could do that," Tracy countered.
I couldn't have agreed with Diane more. I already knew the perfect song to blast.
What else?
"Come together."
"You really don't have to worry about cleaning up," I said to Diane after everybody else had left. I washed out a few soda cans that needed to be recycled.
"Well, I wanted to ask you something."
I sat down at the kitchen table next to her.
She shifted uncomfortably. "Do you think it's weird?"
"the Club?"
"No, no. that Ryan and I never.. "
"Um, well, I guess I just assumed…
She looked down at the floor. "Yeah, I know. it's just, . can I tell you something?"
I nodded.
"I've never told anybody this before, but we tried to once. Last New Year's we were going to — we had it all planned out. My parents were staying the night in the city so we went back to my room after Todd's party and we did have candles and he did buy me roses.. " Diane laughed. "I guess we were so predictable." Her smile slowly vanished, and she sat still for a while.
I nodded sympathetically thoughts of my embarrassing, disastrous evening with Nate started to flood back to me.
"I remember that I was so sure of Ryan, that we would be together forever. Everything was so romantic, so perfect, and then
. I freaked out. We aren't talking a few nerves — I completely lost it. We didn't even get that far — most of our clothes were still on —
but I just started crying. Ryan immediately sat up and turned the lights on. He looked so concerned, which made me feel worse.
"I still don't understand what happened. I guess I panicked. We spent that night just lying together, him holding me as I cried.
After that night, things were different between us. I think Ryan was worried that he'd done something wrong, so he never tried going that far again. We were both so embarrassed that neither one of us ever talked about it. We hardly did anything the last couple months we dated. that's why it's been so easy for us to stay friends, because that's what we ended up being, in the end.
. just friends."
Diane looked sad for a moment, then looked up at me and smiled weakly. "Everybody wants to know what happened, why did the perfect couple break up? I think that evening was the beginning of the end for us. Not because we were going to have sex, but because I think we both realized that we were forcing ourselves to be something that neither of us wanted."
Diane looked at me and shrugged. "I'm tired of doing things for other people or because it's expected of me, I'm not going to do it any longer."
"Good for you."
Diane smiled at me. "there's something else I want you to know."
I leaned forward, wondering what could possibly come next, "After football season, I'm. quitting cheerleading."
this might have been even more of a surprise than the news about her and Ryan. "Really?"
"Yep, and I'm trying out for the basketball team. I'm doing this for me." Her face lit up and I could tell that she meant every word.
"Oh, Diane." I was practically speechless.
My head raced with all the information from the evening — this was only our first official meeting and already so many of us were changing and so many secrets had been revealed.
I was sure that over time only more would come out.
Maybe even a few secrets of my own.
OUR FIRST OFFICIALS CLUB OUTING was the following Saturday, to go Homecoming dress shopping together. I was extra excited because Rita was home from Northwestern and was going to be the excursion's honorary member.
But first we had to survive dinner with my parents on Friday night.
"Oh, it's so good to have my babies home," Mom kept saying.
I tried to ignore her, surveying the menu at our family's favorite restaurant, the Wilderness. (I never understood what was so wild about a family restaurant attached to a shopping center.) the waiter came over to take our order, and I looked down so Rita could be the first one to order. She was always a lot braver with our parents than I was.
"Yes, I'll have the filet mignon with the garlic mashed potatoes!' she said, looking directly at Mom, daring her.
"Rita. ." Mom said with deep disapproval.
Rita took her napkin off her plate and put it on her lap. "Mother, young girls need their protein. Penny, what are you having?"
the waiter looked over at me, obviously confused. I just smiled as I ordered a cheeseburger — medium rare.