Teen Ink

Wonderland is no place for me

“Hey Cass,” Alice said, sliding in next to me. “Hi,” I said, a little nervously. She never called me Cass unless she wanted something. And it was never money.
No. It was always something more life risking.

It hadn’t been 1 minute before she said those dreaded words.
“Are you free this weekend?”
“Uh,” I pretended to think when my weekends were always empty. And she knew that.

“I think so.” I said, pretending to seem a little uncertain, hoping maybe then she would decide to bring someone else along in her new adventure.

“Okay, great! Come over to my place, Saturday around 8 o’clock. There’s someone I want you to meet.”
I nodded and then took a bite of my lunch. Turkey and mustard sandwich. My comfort food.

I know this probably makes me seem like a horrible friend but let me explain. Alice’s adventure could be a trip to Ben and Jerry’s and still, someone would get seriously injured. And that poor sod was always me.