My weird life by Amalia Boura: Bad decisions make good stories!

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A few days ago we went on a school trip to Loutraki, Greece. Loutraki isn’t much of a tourist destination in April (although it is in the summer) so me and my friends know it was going to be boring. We started thinking about ways to have more fun and the only thing that came to our minds was… drinking vodka.

Don’t get us wrong we are not used to it. We had never done that before. We just thought “what the heck!”. So the day before we met up and went to buy some vodka (And yes they did sell us alcohol!). We then separated the bottle of vodka into four bottles.

The next day came and all the kids from B’ lyceum (juniors in high school) got on the bus. Despite the heat we had fun during the bus ride listening to music and joking around. We stopped at a place called “hraklio” which was completely deserted. It was really beautiful so we took a lot of pictures there.

After that we arrived at “loutraki” where we students were free to wonder around the small town and have lunch. So my friends and I went to a place called “woody’s” for food and we got Greek souvlaki and club sandwich with chicken gyros. When we finished eating we went and bought some lemonade from the local supermarket for the vodka.

There were five of us and one of us, Salma, doesn’t drink so we kind of had a disagreement as to where we should sit. At first I was really annoyed so I kind of walked alone. In the end, we left Salma for a while and the other four went to a shady place to drink the vodka.

We started drinking and having fun and laughing. We danced and joked around and listened to music. We were so loud that some people were looking at us. We weren’t annoyed by that at all, we continued doing our thing. Eventually went back to meet Salma.

Suddenly, I started feeling a sharp pain in my chest. Salma was sick worried about us all and wanted the teachers not to find out. I didn’t understand it at the time. Because the pain continued to get worse I went and sat down (more like collapsed) in the shade. Then Salma, Iwanna and Samia went to get ice cream after they brought us water. So I stayed there on the floor and Anna Maria was left there twerking and dancing around me. As we sat there I started feeling better and having fun again so I said “If nothing bad happens today I don’t regret this at all”.

The girls were gone for a while so we stayed there and at some time two friends, Alex and Angel came and started talking to us. Both boys were kind of surprised to find out that we were drunk (Ok yes I couldn’t even pick up my own cell phone off the floor that I dropped). As we were laughing and having a good time my phone rang. It was some girl from the other class that was asking we in a cocky way where I was. Annoyed at the fact that someone had given her my number and that now everyone would know, I shouted at her “go to hell “ and shut the phone.

A moment later, Salma came around with Calvin and Katerina and told me that Iwanna wasn’t ok. I Started asking were was Iwanna and I accused Salma of giving my number to that girl and telling everyone about it. I also threw the bottle of the water to the floor with great force and started walking. Calvin gave us another bottle of water and then went to find Iwanna.

I saw Iwanna sitting on a bench and everyone was standing in front of her. When I got there none of them started accusing me of what happened to Iwanna( I hate that the can only say that through the phone). So I told everyone to back off in order for her to get so air and when I hugged Iwanna she started crying.

The rest of the story continues with everyone trying to make us sober in order for the teachers not to know about it because otherwise we would get expelled and telling how irresponsible we are (not even to our faces).

Salma later asked me “Do you love?” and That was when I realized how worried she had been. “You have no idea how much” I answered. I really feel bad about the way I talked to Salma accusing her of giving my number and telling everyone about it when in fact Samia did it. Samia acted like she was drunk with us and when everyone came around she played the responsible one. (P.s Salma and Samia are two different name). So Salma if you’re reading this I want to tell you once again that I’m really sorry and I love you to the moon and back.

When it comes to the other guys I am really grateful for some of them who helped us and I have to admit that they moved me with the way they cared for us. But some of them really annoyed me because I could tell they faked it all.

Do you remember when I said that “If nothing bad happens today I don’t regret this at all” ?Well, We managed to get back to Athens with all of us sober and the teachers still to this day not having found out. You see our teachers and especially our principal were too busy shouting at the kids who were swimming in the sea and spying on the ones who were making sandcastles, not the ones who were drunk at three in the afternoon! We plan to keep it that way.

And have you heard the phrase “Bad decisions make good stories”? Well, this is one of them!!!

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