>>2292878“Aria, come on. It’s not so bad and it’s nothing they haven’t seen before. Don’t cry on stage,” Jill discretely whispered on the side of her mouth.
It was regrettable she sounded sad and that I was ruining Jill’s big moment. I knew she had worked very hard for all she had done; but why couldn’t I be a little more selfish? Jill had made me run naked in front of everyone for fun and before that she had taken all the clothes that I had. All of it was her selfishness and willingness to step over all of us to have fun. She was still my friend, but I didn’t feel like I owed her to be the perfect test subject.
Memories surfaced on how Jill and I became friends. It was after I had defeated her in tennis and I had arrived with Elmira for ‘training’, even if I didn’t know it yet. She had also selfishly shown my body to one boy who was there and embarrassed me at the showers. Before that was our tennis match, and before that was Melanie’s ‘training’ when she promised in my stead that I would undress for people. Jill was always very selfish in what she wanted happening.
That’s why I thought it was my turn. “Jill, please give me the microphone,” I seriously requested, sniffling. I knew what I had to do.
“Sure,” Jill handed it over with no resistance. I didn’t often look this somber.
Jill gave a few steps back, ominously; guessing this was important. I would have rather she had remained, for she had left me alone in the middle of the stage. All eyes were on me. I did have a dire need to rely a message of great importance; yet stage fright was unavoidable. I was wearing nothing but a thin shirt exposing the sternum and no pants or even wondering. Considering, it could even be said that I was doing rather well other than the tears, which weren’t even because of the shame – that was undeniable and overpowering.
