In 6th grade, about 10 more girls had it.
In 7th grade, half the girls in my class had gotten theirs.
In 8th grade, all of my girl friends had it.
In 9th grade, I was the only girl I knew that still hadn’t gotten her period.
Out of all my friends and all of the girls I knew at school I was the only one who hadn’t “become a woman” yet. It was so embarrassing and the worst part was that I had started feeling like the little sister around my group of friends.
In the locker room they were always saying things like “Does anyone have a tampon?” or “I have the worst cramps ever” or the most annoying…“We have the same cycle because we hang out so much!” Seriously, kill me. I was mad because my friends were all growing up at the right speeds and they weren’t waiting for me to catch up with them. It was so unfair!
Being so pissed off about my situation, I stared to acting kind of bitchy to my friends at school. I was grumpy and I just wished that we could all go back in time to that little slice of heaven before girls started getting stupid periods.
“What’s wrong, Carson? Are you like PMSing or something?” one of my friends asked me during lunch.
“Yes.” I heard myself lie before I even had a chance to think about it.
They couldn’t believe that I hadn’t told them that I had started my period.
“I just didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.” The lie was growing.
I kept it up for about two months. I complained about my boobs being sore and about my monthly “chocolate cravings.” I even taught one of my friends how to use a tampon! From the outside, I was the textbook definition of a girl who had her period. Because well…that’s where I was getting my information.Then, when we were on the end-of-the-year class trip to Six Flags, karma caught up with me. My friends and I were having such a good time, riding rides and taking obnoxious photos and then, I felt it. Something warm and wet was dripping in my panties and then, it started leaking down my leg. I looked down at my crotch in horror; the growing red stain was glaring right back at me. I HAD GOTTEN MY PERIOD, FOR REAL THIS TIME.
My friends tried to help, digging through their purses in search of a pad or a tampon, but no luck. Sprinting to the medical booth, I prayed that they would have a pantyliner because HELLO I had never really used a tampon before; I was only pretending!
“Sorry, this is all we’ve got,” said the nurse as she passed me the Monster of All Tampons. Seriously, the thing was bigger than a microphone. And to make matters worse, it had no applicator. I had no idea what I was doing.
In the end, I had to ask my friends for help, which led to admitting that I was a grade-A menstruation fraud, which ultimately led to a whole lot of humiliation. But eventually they got over it and so did I. Now, I just can’t believe that I actually wanted to get my period so badly…it totally sucks!
Have you ever faked getting your period, either to fit in or to get out of something? Tell me in the comments!