Coming of Age: Bad Girl 2

Paying the bill did make us wince a little, but we both comforted ourselves with the thought that "you only turn eighteen once in your life," managing not to lose our "ladylike" composure.

"Is there anything else we need?" I asked Yangyang. She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "I don't know. Let's just go home and find Mom..."

This was exactly what I wanted to say.

Yangyang's mother was a stay-at-home mom whose daily routine consisted of reading, making tea, arranging flowers, and doing yoga and playing mahjong with the other housewives in the neighborhood. Now

that I'm eighteen, should I learn to play mahjong too?

Just as we expected, Yangyang's mother was at home reading.

"Mommy." Yangyang ran into her mother's arms and said sweetly, "Mommy, I missed you so much..."

Her aunt hugged her daughter with a little surprise, "My little darling, what's wrong?"

"I'm turning eighteen soon." Yangyang snuggled in her mother's arms, "I'm turning eighteen soon, Mommy, have you forgotten?"

"Oh, my darling, how could I forget that?" Her aunt pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed, "Mommy has been looking forward to this day for so long. My darling daughter, she's about to become an adult. She'll have a boyfriend, go to university, wear a wedding dress, get pregnant, and give birth to a healthy and lively baby. My goodness, everything is going by so fast. My good child, let Mommy kiss you."

I also wanted my mother to hug me and say these things. Seeing them like this, my eyes welled up with tears.

"Mom, I'm turning eighteen soon," Yangyang said, kissing her aunt on the cheek. "But I still don't know what my birthday celebration will be like. However, Sisi and I have decided that starting next week, we're not going to be good girls anymore."

Her aunt paused, "Why? Isn't being a good girl good?"

Not good? I don't know, maybe it isn't. But I know I don't want to be a good girl anymore, going to bed on time every day and hugging a big, fluffy toy. I want to grow up!

Yangyang shook her head. "I'm going to start being an adult, which means..." She looked at me, and I looked at her, hesitating about who should say it first. In the end, she spoke, since it was her and her mother talking: "We've thought about it. We're going to end our virginity."

"My darling," her mother said, quite surprised. "I thought you participated in that event and were saving your first time for your husbands."

We shook our heads. "We just want to enter the adult world as soon as possible."

"Mom," Yangyang hugged her mother's neck. "Starting next week, I'm going to be a sexy daughter. When you take me to the beach and a boy talks to me, you can't stare at him like you want to eat him up."

My mother felt the same way, except she was considering whether to chop up that little brat and feed him to a cat or feed him whole to a lion.

"Okay, okay." Auntie patted her little bottom affectionately. "But if you misbehave, Mommy will still spank you."

"Mommy's so good." Yangyang kissed her mother and took out her afternoon's spoils from her handbag. "Look, this is what I bought, what do you think?"

Auntie's eyes almost popped out of her head, her mouth so big it looked like she could devour Yangyang. After a long while, she said to Yangyang in a pleading tone, "My darling, you're too young to wear these..." "Why..." Yangyang pouted. "I'm already eighteen..." Eighteen is such an invincible shield. I wish my mom could be as reasonable as Auntie. But I was wrong. On some things, mothers are unreasonable. (The last sentence appears to be unrelated and possibly

spam/advertisement: " Dating and sex. All players, enjoying sex, no worries!") "No." The auntie firmly told Yangyang, "You can't wear this. I'll take you to buy new clothes tomorrow." When mothers say this, it means, "Don't even think about escaping my grasp; everything must be under control." I shrugged, looking innocently at Yangyang. Yangyang looked at her mother: "I'm all grown up now. I'm going to have a boyfriend soon. I can't wear those overly childish clothes anymore." "Then you still don't need to wear this. This isn't suitable for you." Mothers' will is always firm: "Besides, you've only just turned eighteen, not twenty-eight yet. If you were twenty-eight, I wouldn't care if you went to Walmart naked." Sounds good, but it definitely won't be like that in the end, I'm sure of it! Seeing Yangyang pout, her mother quickly tried to coax her, "Sweetie, don't be in such a hurry. You have a long life ahead of you. There's no need to finish everything at once. Everything has to be done step by step, okay?" Yangyang thought for a moment, feeling sullen, "Well, no matter what, I must end my virginity before the end of next week. You agree to that, right?" The mother nodded helplessly, but as I expected, she added, "Be careful to protect yourself. Don't let anyone take advantage of you." "Mom..." Yangyang clung to her stubbornly, "Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Actually, I was very curious. Who was Yangyang, who wasn't so casual, thinking about to end her virginity in less than a week? Because as far as I knew, she didn't have a boyfriend—just like me. I'm a little curious about this now, but she suddenly started on my heels: "Sisi, have you decided which boy you're dating...?" I looked at her: "What about you?" "I asked you first," she started to whine: "You tell me first, then I'll tell you." What kind of nonsense is this? I'm caught in my own trap. My face flushed red, and I stammered, unable to say anything. What would happen if I told Shuwen's mother and sister that I liked him—even if it was just a secret feeling in my heart? "Tell me," Shuyang pulled me to sit down: "Tell me, tell me..." If someone else asked me, I definitely wouldn't tell. But now it's Yangyang asking me. She's not only my good friend, my best friend, but also the twin sister of the boy I secretly like—in other words, I really need her support to help me overcome the hurdle of confessing to him. "Then I'll tell you," I said, mustering my courage. "You're not allowed to laugh." "Okay, okay, we won't laugh." My aunt was quite the gossip, not only did she not get up to leave, but she also pricked up her ears. "I like..." I blushed, my hands burning hot as I covered them. "Shuwen..." Suddenly, my hands were pulled away, and the mother and daughter each grabbed one of my arms, staring at me with wide eyes. I didn't dare to look at them. I just lowered my head and looked at the sheets, like a child who had done something wrong. Shuyang and her mother stared at each other for a long time before asking in unison, "You mean Shuwen?" I nodded shyly, so embarrassed... If Shuwen were to marry me in the future, how would I face my mother-in-law and sister-in-law? Ah... so embarrassing, so embarrassing! I wish I could jump into a sewer and drown or be suffocated by the stench. Shu Yang stroked his chin thoughtfully: "So that's why you and he spend so much time studying in the library every day. No wonder you're so interested in studying. You've got your eye on this bookworm."

My aunt stood up for me, giving Yangyang a sharp tap on the head: "Look at your brother, he doesn't forget his studies even when he's in love; and you, once you like a boy,

how can you concentrate on your studies?" This sounded so awkward to me, but Shuyang didn't seem to care. She grabbed my hand: "Sisi, when did you and my brother start dating? How long has it been? Why did you keep it a secret from me?"

I looked at her shyly: "Not yet, I haven't told him yet. I... I just secretly like him..."

"Ah! So it's unrequited love!" Shuyang, why are you so surprised?! My aunt started pacing around the bedroom: "I didn't realize. I thought this kid had no luck with women. Looks like I should start saving money to buy him a house. The renovations will cost money too, and if we have a grandson, hiring a nanny, changing diapers, buying imported formula will all cost money... Hmm, I need to start being very frugal."

I was bewildered by this mother and daughter: "Auntie, aren't you thinking too far ahead?"

"Not far, not far." Auntie smiled and sat down next to me. "I've always thought that if I had a sweet girl like Sisi as my daughter-in-law, we would definitely be the most model and harmonious family in the country. Oh, Sisi, I've loved you the most since you were in elementary school. You and Yangyang are both my precious darlings. Sisi, if you like, come to my house more often to play and have a meal. Also, I have a spare room at my house. I'll have someone clean it up tomorrow. What kind of decorating style do you like? Simple or luxurious? What color would be good? How about light yellow? I remember you like that color..."

It seemed Auntie really wanted to kidnap me into their family. I started to regret it!

"Auntie..." I was caught between her and Yangyang, feeling lost. "I don't even know Shuwen's opinion yet."

"What could he possibly object to?" Auntie's words were law. "Having a beautiful, gentle, and considerate girl like you fall for him is his greatest happiness. Sisi." Auntie was starting to reveal her true colors: "You're almost eighteen, and so is he. You're both adults now, so why not solidify your relationship now? Don't you want to end your girlhood? Is there anyone more suitable than Wenwen? Think about it, even when you're old and can't go anywhere, you'll still be incredibly happy when you look back on this."

I have to admit, Auntie's suggestion was not only tempting, but it was exactly what I was thinking. However, I don't know what got into me, but I blurted out, "No, Auntie, I... I want to think about it some more." Auntie couldn't

hide her disappointment: "My Sisi, what's there to think about? Just agree..."

I had to get out of there quickly, or Auntie would really pack me up, tie a bow on my head, and send me to Shuwen's room! That's not what I wanted. I grabbed Yangyang's hand: "Auntie, Yangyang and I are going out... um, going out means going out. Yangyang, hurry up!"

In a rush, ignoring what my aunt was saying behind me, I focused solely on escaping her yard, dragging Yangyang along for two hundred meters before finally stopping, panting. I looked at Yangyang: "Your mother is terrifying!"

"But I think my mother's suggestion is great," Yangyang said, holding my hand. "Really, you like my brother. You're always with him, except today. I know it's hard for you to make this decision, but you should tell him, tell him you like him. He's a bit of a blockhead; if you don't say it, he'll never know you like him."

But I like him, and I don't want to be the first to say it. Because I always feel that a girl should be a little reserved, and I don't want to be the one to say "I love you" before a boy.

"I can't do it." I sat weakly on a stone bench by the roadside, looking at Yangyang. "I don't want him to think I'm offering myself up. That way, he'll see me as a promiscuous girl, and I don't want that."

Yangyang was about to explode. "How could you think like that? You..."

I looked at her. "So, would you rather wait for Yu Zhang to come to you and say 'I love you,' or would you rather run up to him, grab his hand, and beg him, 'Please, I love you!'?"

Yangyang was speechless, but I felt no pride.

"Alright, alright." I touched my forehead, trying to calm down. "We should both calm down and think about what to do. I won't tell Shu Wen to 'Come and sleep with me,' and you won't do that to Yu Zhang. We can't act like elementary school students in front of them!"

"You're right." She sat down beside me. "We should talk to strangers, so we won't have any future dealings."

Good idea. I looked at her. Why didn't I come up with this idea? Strangers... could it be...

a brothel?

A few hours later. Shanghai's red-light district. Inside a fast-food restaurant.

"These security guards are infuriating!" I slammed my Coke bottle on the table indignantly. "We want to spend money to have some fun, but they won't let us."

"We can't even buy alcohol." Shu Yang sipped her yogurt dejectedly. We both looked like defeated crickets.

"So what do we do?" I asked her.

"Let's go for a walk. We've been sitting here for two hours already." Shu Yang put down her empty cup. "Maybe there are some guys waiting for us on the street."

Maybe a handsome guy will fall from the sky?

Yang Yang and I walked hand in hand onto the street. Sure enough, under the streetlights, two handsome guys approached us. Judging from their attire, they were experienced.

"Little sister, do you have anything planned for tonight?"

I like being approached by handsome guys.

"No." I winked at him. "Handsome, can you take us out?"

"Of course, no problem." A blond guy put his arm around my shoulder. "You can go wherever you want." His companion, the one with the multicolored hair, also hooked her arm around Yangyang's waist, though she was a little awkward—and I felt a little creeped out too, but wasn't that what we wanted tonight?

"What's your name, handsome?" I leaned against the blond guy, letting him smell my perfume, gently stroking my shoulder, almost making me lose my mind!

"Tom, call me Tom." The handsome guy kissed my hairline, sweetly whispering in my ear.

Damn it, a police car pulled over to the side of the road. A portly police officer poked his head out of the patrol car: "Hey, you two, IDs."

The blond guy and the scruffy guy quickly pulled out their IDs from their jeans. The officer waved them away impatiently: "I know both of your numbers by heart, these are theirs."

I pulled my ID out of my bag, and Yangyang handed it over too. The officer glanced at it: "Not even eighteen yet, you two want to go to jail?!"—Of course, the "you" the officer was referring to were those two.

After they slunk away, the officer looked at us with a beaming smile from inside the car: "Young ladies, it's not safe here. Where do you live? I'll take you home, okay?"

Yangyang and I glared at him resentfully: "We'll be eighteen in a few days."

"Girls," the officer smiled, "Come back in a few days when you're eighteen. Tell them I'm Officer Wang on this street, and no gigolo will dare overcharge you. If they don't use condoms, you can call me to report them—this is my business card. Now, want to get in the car?"

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